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Amazin that even though the memory was months ago,

it's still the strongest memory I to date know,

the day i went to take a chance,

took my seat and was mesmerized by your dance,

all so practiced, fluent and beautiful,

still waiting for some packing and you to go,

nagging like a cuticle hanging on by a thread,

precious like the nights we spent in my bed,

maybe i should have done something,

instead of lose you and do nothing,

i felt like i had already done enough,

why would i fight if it only feels like love?

when things start good, they can only end bad,

i'm left alone, the present is all i have,

a gift in itself, but nothing compared to you,

done wishing and hoping that i didn't miss you.