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'I like the way you talk
I like the things you wear,
I want your number tattooed on my arms in ink, I swear.
Cause when the morning comes I know you won't be there,
Every time I turn around you disappear.'
- Nice to meet yah. Nail Horan.

She is standing at the footpath smiling at me. I am in the lobby walking towards her. One thing I know for sure is that I love her and I am going to confess it until....

She isn't there, she was there some time ago. But she isn't right now. She's is mine. She was mine.
She is present which is fading away.
Her face just disappears, her smile is vanishing. Every thing is different like nothing ever happened.
She was here sometime ago.. And now she's gone.

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