I opened my eyes to the morning, found a song to live by, and a hope to keep me going. Thought about you so often that I thought I was back there again.

We were on the floor kissing. I could remain there but time moved on and you went away.

I could love again but it would not be the same way. Those times we had remain locked away in my memory. I always enjoyed being with you. Your lips were my temptation that I gave into with each kiss. I could kiss you again but things would never be the same as they once were.

I opened my eyes to the night. I avoid failure by finding anything other than what I need to get done. I pretend it’s all a game but life is never so plain.

I loved you but I will never know if you loved me.

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