A Song From You To Me
When the song plays I see my treasure, the person who I care about.
A bitter sweet song that gives me a sign that you are still waiting for me.
The lyrics paint the life that I'm dreaming for.
The smell of summer breeze and the allure of the moonlight.
My American beauty standing there, your aura shakes my soul.
Honeslty I'm scared, the fear of having something that I can touch makes it easier to break.
Wanting something so bad, I'm willing to die just for the smallest embrace.
The song finishes, the music fades into the air, and the potrait of you burns.
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