Staring out the window of my room i hope that i'll be with you soon how i envy the people passing by holding each other like one about to die playing with their candlelit hands as it moves from where they understand their laughters fill the air Dreaming that it was us there eyes glitter as they gaze at each other actions saying nothing else would matter as long as they are as one from the morning till the setting of the sun i cry my tears because we can't ever be again in each others hands, can't you see the love i had was lost in eternity i wish i could be one of them, it should have been you & me alas to my despair it not reality i wish your last love could have been me...Birth sign: Aries
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