I turn the page and try to write our tale
Seeking the right words and I miserably fail
The words written in the past were quite nice
But when I look in my heart they hardly suffice
There’s been drama strewn along the path
I do what I can to contain my wrath
We’ve come through a lot, at times it was rough
Of our time spent talking, I can’t get enough
Our connection apparently unbelievably fast
Maybe what we’ve built has potential to last
I’ve fallen in love, there’s no use pretending
The way I feel about him is never-ending

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