I wonder how things would have been,
If I met you little earlier in life,
I could have done much more to make you mine.
Could have taken you on a ride of my dreams,
To make you realize how you exists in every part of me.
How your laughter drives me crazy,
And the way you look at me feel little mad.
Your voice always reminds me of all the sweetness god has
put in you,
And your care prompts me to be a better person.
But as you are going away,
That indicated goodbye has start something in me,
That can’t be explained in words.
Looks to me a long thread of suffering,
But it is worth, as if it not hurts then it is not love.
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