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Though you’re long dead and gone I can’t help but wonder how it might’ve went If you’d come in that day. I wouldn’t have lost a part of my heart I wouldn’t have cried out my eyes I would’ve seen your beautiful smile What I wouldn’t give to see it one last time. Sometimes I think you were my first true love More than a crush, because I remember you. Your soft voice and your sweet eyes You towered over me but you were so kind You made me laugh and you made me cry But, darling, why— I didn’t want it to end that way. I was going to ask you to homecoming. I never got the chance. I never knew how you felt, darling— I wish I had more time. Because I simply can’t stop remembering— No, no matter how hard I try. Though you’re dead and gone Up amongst the stars I can’t help but wonder What we could’ve been like. Days filled with laughter, sitting beneath the pines Talking about everything and nothing You could’ve been mine. We danced that year What a wonderful night You were the first time my heartbeat raced Dear old friend of mine. I sometimes wish I could stop remembering But I know that would be a lie. Because though you’re dead and gone, darling, I still wonder from time to time.
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Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 2:06 AM UTC
Remembering
Though you’re long dead and gone I can’t help but wonder how it might’ve went If you’d come in that day. I wouldn’t have lost a part of my heart I wouldn’t have cried out my eyes I would’ve seen your beautiful smile What I wouldn’t give to see it one last time. Sometimes I think you were my first true love More than a crush, because I remember you. Your soft voice and your sweet eyes You towered over me but you were so kind You made me laugh and you made me cry But, darling, why— I didn’t want it to end that way. I was going to ask you to homecoming. I never got the chance. I never knew how you felt, darling— I wish I had more time. Because I simply can’t stop remembering— No, no matter how hard I try. Though you’re dead and gone Up amongst the stars I can’t help but wonder What we could’ve been like. Days filled with laughter, sitting beneath the pines Talking about everything and nothing You could’ve been mine. We danced that year What a wonderful night You were the first time my heartbeat raced Dear old friend of mine. I sometimes wish I could stop remembering But I know that would be a lie. Because though you’re dead and gone, darling, I still wonder from time to time.
We were so young. I wish he never committed suicide.
emo-slytherin
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Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 2:06 AM UTC
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