Us

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Heart shaped balloons,

a memory of us.

when we first met,

 on that crowded bus.


It seemed so frustrating,

but we ended up too near.

I began to tremble,

but not out of fear.


You had those eyes,

they melted my heart.

And your smile,

I hoped we'd never part.


 You asked me out,

of course i said "yes!"

oh these years,

they've been the best.

{L.C.}

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