CONFESSION

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First Year. . .

We're just little kids,

That's what they said.

Never care what might happened...

B'coz we have each other as friends.

Second Year. . .

I found somebody...

And forgot you already.

I don't know if I still care..

In the little moments we shared.

Third Year. . .

I started to make jokes...

And used you as my cloak.

But day by day, step by step...

I'm the one who fell in my trip.

Last Year. . .

Is really unforgettable.

We made each day so wonderful.

But an aching news made me sigh...

And my only escape was to deny.

Graduation Day. . .

Everyone was so sad.

Everyone felt so bad.

I hugged each of you,

So I can finally say,

"I love You."

Summer. . .

I felt a little fear.

I let go of my tears.

Please text me, if you care.

Because I MISS YOU, my dear.

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