As the days go on and grow weary, i wonder how much longer can i take this, with memorys in front of me, and jokers to to the right, i'm wondering how can i get to you, what will it take for me to make you realize how important you are to me, but flowers only bloom for so long before they meet their demise, will we see it in or lifetime that our relationship might come again, or is it out of season like the last days of our loveBirth sign: Virgo
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