A Bridge To Cross

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Mem'ries between us
Were long forgotten by you
Shot down into your pockets
You never look into

You waltz your way to girls' hearts
And I watch you catch your preys
I wonder if you'd leave them too
Or for once, you would stay

I have tried to walk away
And away and away from you
I'm a victim of your love
Now set me free, will you?

And now I try to forget the feel of your lips
And of your hands around my hips
And my eyes run tears
Because I'm still hopelessly failing in getting over you

Perhaps, that's the thing
about trying to move on
You fail for the first one hundred times
But then, you do so.

You are a bridge that I will cross
Maybe not today
But tomorrow;
I could do.

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