Some Might Call It Perfect

by Alyssa Agony   Sep 8, 2007


Meet me in the middle.
It was meant to be.
Opposite the sun.
It was meant to be.
Under the Cherry Tree.
It was meant to be.
Chasing the Stars.
It was meant to be.
Happiness in our eyes.
It was meant to be.
All our dreams coming true.
It feels so right.

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