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I look up at the


I look up at the night, with all my might, in attempt to hide the fear, without shedding a tear, i look at her and say, i think of you every day, you were my first love, as pure as a dove, yet this cannot work, i dont mean to be a jerk, thinks just wont be the same. Im leaving for school, i promise im not a tool, but how can we stay, together for another day, i thought we could, i thought we would, yet the distance is too far. Ive tried for so long to believe, but then my faith wouldnt stand beside me. I come back to relaity, and know that there cant be you and me. I love you, i really do, but i cannot put you through this, but you ill always miss. Im sorry sweetheart, but this is goodbye.

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