Start over

by TheGurlWithTheScars   Jul 11, 2006


Cant we just start from square one
the first time we held hands
how i remember the touch of rough skin you had
the first time i saw those bright green eyes
those first spoken words no sweeter can they get
but now its too bad you not mine to hold
not mine to touch not mine to miss
its me who i blame all this time i thought it was a game
love what a bluff
but now your gone once again and its time for me to lose more than just a friend
a person i loved and can never regain

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