Childhood Love
So many chances and second glances
Childhood love passes summer's gentle breeze
Passing and fading as the years go by
Laughter ringing all around in the wind.
Dreaming of a future, gazing at stars
Laying in the grass looking at the sky
Wishing that this time could last forever
Growing distant as time moves ever on
Sneaking glances when our eyes are away
Our eyes never meeting one another
Pleas within hoping it is not goodbye
Forever are we doomed to never meet
Dancing through life around one another
Constantly wishing for what could have been?
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