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I remember

writing for you

a thousand hours ago…

overflowing hearts,

carefree rhymes,

a dash of things not said.

I read your song

over and over again,

just to keep you

in my head.

But at least

That was a song.

This is just

Letters thrown together

on a page.

Writing for you

will just waste my time…

So I’ll cry for you,

Emalina,

till you come round again.

I’ll fall

A thousand times

Just to risk it

I’ll kiss

A thousand times

Just to try

I want to know

if this is real

if I’m in it

I want to paint

with airplane wings

in the sky

So I’ll cry for you,

Emalina,

till you come round again.

Emalina,

I might not be

what you wished for

But I’m all you have

right now.

If you turn on me

forever…

the door slamming

to you

it’s just another sound.

Bells in the twilight,

voices intertwined

A lonely

Heart at midnight

hoping it hasn’t

closed for good.

Emalina,

I don’t want to be

a love song.

I don’t even want to be

your love song.

I just want to be me.

So I’ll cry for you,

Emalina,

till you come round again.