High Hopes
We fell in love so early,
not aware what love really is.
But I wanted to be his,
because I know he loves me dearly
Fly me to the moon,
but do not leave me so soon.
As my hope gets up,
you want everything to stop.
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Poems about Secret Heartaches (COMPLETED)
PoetryA cup of coffee and poems about my future heartaches is my breakfast.
