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When we first met

I thought you were an angel.

Your eyes were like windows

Your soul was so pure.

Your heart told stories

That lured me into

Consume all your tales.

As I would look into your eyes

You would take my breath away.

You would softly kiss me on the lips

And revive me, bringing me back to life.

I always wanted my hand in yours.

I knew you were my angel

When you would catch my eye.

Your hand brushing upon my face

Sweeping my blonde hair back.

When our lips would meet

My heart would stop.

You knew how to sweep me off my feet.





Now I’m holding your picture

Your smile so cold

Your eyes like stone.

Your heart I hope is shattered

Just like you shattered mine.

I thought you were my angel.

Now I’m asking myself

How was I too blind to see?

That all I ever was was a summertime fling?

I thought you really loved me……

I thought you were…..

I could have sworn you were……….

I felt like you were my angel.