The summer is almost over,
Should I get another?
Those are the words in my mind,
When I saw you standing in that side
You said you love me without a halt,
The moment I saw you, “Do you really mean that?”
And you held my hand,
As though that moment would be the last
I wanted to feel that way every day,
But I guess nothing on earth is here to stay,
What we have now is something much greater
The will, planning, is marriage better?
You asked me if I would like to,
Be with you, up to forever too,
I thought it was a joke,
“Are you sure?”, that’s what I spoke.
Momentarily, I said “Of course.”
And I knew that this will be a hard work.
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 9:54 PM UTC
The summer is almost over,
Should I get another?
Those are the words in my mind,
When I saw you standing in that side
You said you love me without a halt,
The moment I saw you, “Do you really mean that?”
And you held my hand,
As though that moment would be the last
I wanted to feel that way every day,
But I guess nothing on earth is here to stay,
What we have now is something much greater
The will, planning, is marriage better?
You asked me if I would like to,
Be with you, up to forever too,
I thought it was a joke,
“Are you sure?”, that’s what I spoke.
Momentarily, I said “Of course.”
And I knew that this will be a hard work.
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