As the cold coffee leaves the coaster.
I desperately tried to hold my emotions far behind.
Fighting hard to restore the past.
On my face you can still see ever so clearly that rainy day wasn't the mos beautiful. Its the shelters that I once shared with you in the rain.
The pictures in my memory.
While on the swings dreams become less sweet.
You told me that by gradually letting go I'd be able to go further any why bother changing the times that you've missed you used your fingertip to stop me from saying goodbye imaging you being by my side before you completely disappear.
You told me that by gradually letting go I'd be able to go further.
Perhaps life's destiny only allowed us to meet and only allowed us to love this one season of fall only after the pieces drifted down that I realized these are the pieces of happiness.
How do i pick them up?
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