I count my footstepsHeading to your place
Wearing the promise we kept
Time is worth the chase
Fast forward to the night
In our favorite place, we dine
Love as bright as the city lights
Every time your hand locks with mine
I tell you, with a faint whisper, that if this ends in regret
Bear in mind, I'll be fine and you're the best lesson I'll get
You said to me, with silence around, that I'm a daydream you met
You smiled and nod gently
Placed your head on my shoulder
All I seek is honesty
And with you, no place has felt better
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Poetrythey say poetry is made from love well then, poetry is where we start