The Late Bloomer

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Remember that time when we rode on your bike, we shared the stories how we would conquer the world together?
How we thought that we're the best of them all?
We were so carefree, fearless, wild, and even reckless.
The ideas we shared, the looks of awe we gave each others. I love every single of that moments.

I am still that girl, though.
And i believe you are still that boy as well.
The ones with big dreams, high hopes and beautiful minds. So full of great expectations.
Just starting to bloom so people begin to notice you... yeah, you.

I still have to wait a little longer for my time.

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