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It’s strange to be a stranger to you Even though years have passed, I hope you think of me And how we made it last. Your golden curls and goofy smile, Burned inside my memory School yard parks late at night, The way you made me smile, Oh so bright. I wonder what you are doing now, I hope you are happy and not alone. I hope you found laughter And a love that healed and was strongly grown. Do you remember how we told each other everything, How proud I was of the silly twisted bracelet ring? Are you still Afraid if lady bugs, The way they fly, they way they crawl? Do you still give the world's warmest hugs, Is Elmo is the best above all? I grew up loving you, So I beginning to accept that will never change, But the fact that I don't know you any more, will always be forever strange....
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Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 9:22 AM UTC
First love forever strange
It’s strange to be a stranger to you Even though years have passed, I hope you think of me And how we made it last. Your golden curls and goofy smile, Burned inside my memory School yard parks late at night, The way you made me smile, Oh so bright. I wonder what you are doing now, I hope you are happy and not alone. I hope you found laughter And a love that healed and was strongly grown. Do you remember how we told each other everything, How proud I was of the silly twisted bracelet ring? Are you still Afraid if lady bugs, The way they fly, they way they crawl? Do you still give the world's warmest hugs, Is Elmo is the best above all? I grew up loving you, So I beginning to accept that will never change, But the fact that I don't know you any more, will always be forever strange....
about my first love. Reminiscing on teenage love and how you never can seem to let that first one go...
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Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 9:22 AM UTC
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