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ONCE UPON A TIME


Whe I saw you I was afraid to meet you, 

When I met you, I was afraid to kiss you, 

When I kissed you, I was afraid to love you, 

Then I loved you and I was afraid to lose you...........

 

I wish I could explain your eyes, and how the sound of your voice gives me butterflies.

How your smile makes my heart skip a beat and how everytime I'm with you I feel so complete,

All along I knew I found the perfect patner, All along I knew I got nothing to lose

At last I felt that peace , and for the first time, I could explain what love is.......

 

I saw that you were perfect, and so I loved you, then I saw that you were not perfect and I fell even deeper with your imperfections.

I promised to love you forever and ever and even death could not  separate us because I had your heart and you had mine.

I was the happiest creature ever lived,  we could not even define HAPPINESS for it was undefined.

 

But today I tell a different story, I'm not so sure if i want it to be a different story different story,

My mind is in one place but my heart is in another,  How do I let this go when I still wonder,

I'm  I really the real me? Really real me?

Today I'm telling a different story, but I am not sure if I want it to be a different story

 

The hottest love, has the coldest end............

I'm hurt, I'm alone, I'm depressed,  and I hate myself all because of you, 

Till now, I don't believe it, that you did it, I even can't spell it,

 

You broke me, you destroyed the inner me, you finished me but you you still got the gatts,

You say you still love me, you still care, you think about me everyday, but no, you don't want me back.........that statement kills me.............

I still love you, 

But I can't construct theses emotions, I feel like I'm constantly battling myslf in this commotion...........

 

 But I have no choice but to accept that we were really never ment to be, Now you make me write

                                                Once,,,, upon.. a time,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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