Saturday 28 April 2012

Good Bye

A dream it feels like,
Something I think it might,
It was nice feeling it,
Your hands wondering around bit by bit,
Those lips on mine,
It sends shivers down my spine,
Oh how I miss those times,
I feel like I'm standing on a mine,
I don't want to say good bye,
But I still I have to try,
Tears start to well up in my eyes,
So I guess we'll just leave it at GOOD BYE.

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