The Speaking of a Broken Heart
For so long I have been wondering about you.
Everybody passed me by, why didn’t you?
Random dreams of you and me, I picture in my head.
Now that I look back; rain comes to my face.
Although, it never happened it hurts as if it did.
Never in my life can I love the way I love you.
Did you ever think of me the way I thought of you?
Only you can dry my tears, but I lost you do to my biggest fears.
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