why did I let him get away
his name was Love Story
and I miss him everyday
should I pray one day
he'd come back to me
time run endlessly everyday
that we're apart he left sometime ago
with my heart now all I do is cry
painted pictures left of him in my mind
I still smell the fragrance he use to wear
remembering the way he kissed my lips
and how he wore his hair
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