it is a dream of mine

to see again

the roguish grin

that was saved only for me

 

those eyes that talked

through paper-thin walls

those hands that wrote

love letters on my skin

 

and wouldn’t it be amazing

if our paths collided once again

if our roads diverged

in some certain space and time

 

and wouldn’t it be amazing

if the secret I’ve held in my heart

for a very long time

was the truth

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