Two kid’s

December 15, 2007
When we met,
I was a child.
We grew up together.
Playing all those games, laughing all the time,
We were meant for each other.
When we grew into teens,
I fell in love.
Not knowing how you fell makes me weep in sorrow.
Everyday that passes by I think of you.
Wanting to know how you fell.
Wishing you would just tell me,
If you love me.
As i love you

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