You have dark mysterious eyes but I see through them.
You're disguised and I can tell.
You attempt normality immediately.
You give me the same smile you did when I was 16.
"You dropped your pocket kid"
No you dropped your pocket... Of regrets.
The past is the past, and none of it matters at this point.
Express you're love and gratitude to the very last day, don't take time to apologize, make a memory, a peaceful moment of being content and having an open heart.
Digest the moment slowly and take time to enjoy it.
This is a huge part of your life and your next move is truly just YOURS.
Love is love, is love;
You care and he knows, whether you say it or not, but say IT.
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