Oh how i wish to find a letter of secrecy amidst the rustling pages of the book you once gave me,
Oh how i wish to hold you so close, sniffle the scent of your hair, so you would never blame meWe ended,
Because i stood low, and readers behold!
Spare a minute and read this strange story of wendy letting peter goAnd for all the poems i wrote, spent the nights alone, using all the silly romantic words until dusk turned blue
All because, i thought i was in love with youI still love you, but you never understood
The reason behind all the messy eye contacts and shy smiles before I, my love, lost all my hues
To youI waited and waited until i stopped
Damn selene and sue cupid, if so i could do
But sadly,
But none of my wishes ever came true.
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