crawling through august
you know you're supposed to be long gone by now
or at very least getting there
and all the unfinished business got finished
the way you knew it would
the best that it could
my well of words dried up
and where do I go from here
who do I become from this
because it can't be who I am
and if I was granted one wish
it would be the smallest glimpse
at the future I would lead back then
so I would have the foresight to do it different
A love story
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A Love Story, if told correctly, will do nothing less than ruin your heart.
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