It's a red light:
He chose to stand next to her.
You'll see my undeniable plight,
Losing hope of happily ever after
It's an orange light:
He decides to approach my lone self
And overtake my whole sight;
You should hear my cry for help
It's a green light:
You'd witness his gaze trained on me,
Then sends me smiles so bright,
I never wanted that moment to cease
He would show all these signs,
Change from green to yellow to green
I'd appreciate those moments
Then once again,
A red light is what you see.
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Residuum
Roman d'amourEventually, the future becomes the present, the present becomes the past, and the past becomes memories. These memories become hazy and dissipate over time. But back when these memories were the present, the emotions I felt formed words, and these...
