Remember the bus journey.

We mat and kissed.

Remember the way

we met and missed.


Would it not be good

to be in our shoes.

The grass is always greener

on the other side.


We were engrossed in bliss.

What can I say?

You struggles and hissed

and made me pay.


Would it not bad

to be alive together?

Would it be sad

if it was forever?


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◄ Joie De Vivre

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