Summer storm

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So when we started you were the sweetest. Until the months go by and you became sour. My heart was all yours. My love you were my world . Eventually I knew it would end this way. Really I rather have never been with you.
So many days go by and I wish I could go back in time. To the summer storms with you and I. Or I guess not. Rather then being friends. We are strangers. My wish is to go back all those months ago, and not fall in love with you.

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