From the last life we were like this,
so meeting you here and now we're just reuniting.
Trying to remember all that we forgotten.
Did love stay fresh, or did it go rotten?
I guess only time will tell.
From the first time we met, I felt I already knew you so well.
I just hope even when we ain't in heaven, you'll still stand by my side through hell.
Who were we?
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 10:59 AM UTC
From the last life we were like this,
so meeting you here and now we're just reuniting.
Trying to remember all that we forgotten.
Did love stay fresh, or did it go rotten?
I guess only time will tell.
From the first time we met, I felt I already knew you so well.
I just hope even when we ain't in heaven, you'll still stand by my side through hell.
Who were we?
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