I see that look in his eyes...
The one I saw when I met him for the first time...
I remember I met him in the same coffee shop..
I came by with a same hop hop...
I looked short short...
You looked hot hot..
We together looked hot shot😂..
How I meet with ripped jeans short hair and a hot coffee cup in your eyes...
How still you have the same messy jeans ,same look in your eyes and same hot cup.of coffee after all these years...
I am waiting for your lips to say what I wish to hear...
Say baby you love me...
Say baby you will be around...
Say baby I will still push you round and round...
Just say it...
But you say nothing as we leave ..
In our own different ways..
Me to become a lawyer..
You to become a pyschologist..
I wish to hold your hand..
Say baby don't leave..
But you say nothing..
And I can't do a thing...
And then I leave waving you goodbye ..
Ripping my 💓 heart apart...
Just to part away...
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