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The First
Sometimes i wonder why we met now
why so young, with such a long road
stretched out before us
How sad it makes me to know we wont last
I know he is my first love - I know it with every pulse
I know these short months
will set me flying
will open my eyes
I know i will never taste the world
without that flavour of love again
His face
The smile - not even ...
Friday 3rd June 2016 6:08 pm
The boy
There is something about you
Your eyes i think
Something I see when I look at them
Or rather, into them
Like someone who who wants to say something
But cant
Someone who is drowning
But will not call for help
Someone who desires something
But long ago decided it was impossible
Something in your eyes makes me want to love you
And something makes me feel
...Tuesday 17th May 2016 7:34 pm
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