Somethings always missing a lush forest with no fallen trees a wool blanket half an inch too short the love in your eyes Did those trees rot away as our love faded did the blanket shrink i thought we fit so perfectly together perhaps your golden smile was just a reflection of my love for you. And now it's all gone but i am sure something was missing something i thought we had though i am sure we had something.Birth sign: Leo
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