Maybe our stars and moon were wrong
and maybe I did not sing to you the right song
And maybe the lyric was missing the note
maybe the poetry was said instead of wrote
Maybe, just maybe my touch you didn’t really feel
And maybe, just maybe our love wasn’t surreal
And maybe, someday in a different place, we will understand
Why love like ours that could capture the stars, never went
as planned
And maybe your happy now, maybe you sleep well with the
dreams you wanted
And maybe, just maybe, yours unlike mine are pleasant dreams
maybe thay are not my memory haunted
And maybe unlike mine your Sun has not refused to shine
and maybe you never think of me, as I do you Sunshine
And last but not least maybe I too will have brighter days
ahead
for maybe just maybe
the only time darker than now is when...I’m dead
Maybe...
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