If I meet someone half as beautiful as you
I'll admit I'm forgetful.
But that's not gonna be anytime soon
As you know it's not true.
You have a heart of gold.
Brave and bold.
Our love lies in that diary old-
Tucked in here warm, far there cold.
You are my prince, I was your princess.
You'll be someone's, I'll never be Mrs.
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Good Old Memories
PoetryWe all go through a phase sweet short love story of our own version. It may be an unrequited one, happy ending type or a lost cause one. All dream of happy ending but everyone isn't so lucky. According to me unrequited ones are the most hurting one...
