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I remember that first walk to our favorite spot Everytime we met, there we sat upon that stone I cradled your heart as you embraced my hand I remember sneaking over In my bed we'd lie Gossiping for hours; tangled in the sheets I remember fireworks up above As we walked with fingers interlocked Blues and greens and reds I remember we made that enchanting summer last Until late Novemeber leaves crunched Underneath our feet I remember loud music and long country rides That night when your mom arrived I remember those forced goodbyes Hurting everytime I remember waiting for weeks to pass Just to hold you once more To feel you caress my legs I remember driving into the unknown To park and talk a while Singing our favorite songs just to hear us laugh I remember lying on your mothers couch As we watched that comedy on your tv You softly spoke into my ear I'll never forgot those words Followed by your hands I remember that last walk You whispered a secret to my lips And I watched you go for the last time
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Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 7:55 PM UTC
False Fascination
I remember that first walk to our favorite spot Everytime we met, there we sat upon that stone I cradled your heart as you embraced my hand I remember sneaking over In my bed we'd lie Gossiping for hours; tangled in the sheets I remember fireworks up above As we walked with fingers interlocked Blues and greens and reds I remember we made that enchanting summer last Until late Novemeber leaves crunched Underneath our feet I remember loud music and long country rides That night when your mom arrived I remember those forced goodbyes Hurting everytime I remember waiting for weeks to pass Just to hold you once more To feel you caress my legs I remember driving into the unknown To park and talk a while Singing our favorite songs just to hear us laugh I remember lying on your mothers couch As we watched that comedy on your tv You softly spoke into my ear I'll never forgot those words Followed by your hands I remember that last walk You whispered a secret to my lips And I watched you go for the last time
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Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 7:55 PM UTC
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