It’s true love
It is a terrible web that we weive,
So terrible to even conceive,
In my dreams I see us together,
Wishing we could be forever and ever,
The thought of losing you to time,
Is far powerful than rhythm and rhyme
So whats the problem, whats going wrong?
Its only you for whom I long,
In a few weeks we weill slowly drift apart,
As my feelings errupt,so will my heart,
My tears will fall, my smile will fade,
But I will remember you for the happiness you
Made,
Your lips, your humour,your smile, your eyes
Will be my world, the cause of my cries,
I will be devestated, it’ll clearly show,
When the final bell rings and its time to go,
I’m in a daze,
This is not just a faze,
It’s true love, and always will be.
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