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It's Time


Sometimes I wonder where you are

Still staring at you from afar.

Always looking at our photos online

From our happy times before our decline.

 

A new day is calling out my name

Since every other day is the same.

The whole world believes it’s a crime

To be pining for you all the time.

 

When it comes to the matters of my heart,

Who are the ones that keep us apart?

Not him, not her, not them over there,

Wondering why we’re always in despair.

 

Today, I finally gave it much thought

As to why you made me distraught.

I always thought we would fall in love

Why did I miss the messages from above?

 

I should’ve flown away when I had the chance

But, I chose to believe this so-called romance.

It’s finally time to let you be

But please, don’t you ever grieve for me.

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