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Sep 2014
I never told you..
But sometimes I go to the top of a hill
And think of the ways you make me feel.

I never told you..
That sometimes at night I stare at the stars
And remember the way you fade my scars.

I never told you..
That sometimes at night in the pale moonlight
I cuddle the teddy you gave me real tight.

I never told you..
That often at night I dream of you
And I'm always hoping you dream of me too.

I never told you..
Because when the day comes and I see you again
I look in your eyes and see more than a friend.

I never told you about the hill,
I never told you and I never will.
Written by
Osvaldo Palomino  San Jose, CA
(San Jose, CA)   
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