Stolen Love
As the leaves change color and the days turn chilly
There's one thing that stays constant
and that's my love for you
The second my future connected with your past
The minute I stepped onto the concrete sidewalk
I knew that I wouldn't get rid of you
I couldn't get rid of you
No matter how much I've tried somehow you haunted my thoughts
Creeping up when I least expect it
You recaptured my heart and I'm okay with that
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