Memories are like a storyteller,
Speaking in a voice rich with a local accent,
Leaping over puddles, skirting little villages,
Waiting for fate to bring us together.
You molded a little city out of mud,
And said you'd marry me someday.
How many turns, how many doorways,
And all that wasted youth.
Little promises not yet kept,
Little tears still holding on,
Tender lips speaking of parting.
From then on, someone lived in my heart,
The two of us, once so little.
That year, you carried your little stool,
So absorbed in the play, and I followed along.
I'm searching for the person in that story,
You're a part of it that cannot be missing.
You doze beneath the tree,
And little me waits foolishly.
Little moments of tenderness, rain falling softly,
Little quarrels that make the heart ache,
Little ones who don't yet know how to kiss.
From then on, someone lived in my heart,
The two of us, once so little.
We learned to say "I love you" by reciting lines,
But you were missing teeth and couldn't pronounce the words right.
I'm searching for the person in that story,
You're a part of it that cannot be missing.
A little hand holding a little person's hand,
Guarding a little eternity.
Theme:
I couldn't help it and read another article "It was so hurtful" Sir, please keep your appearance secret~ It will hurt even more if the secret becomes a trap~
I couldn't help it and read another article "It was so hurtful" Sir, please keep your appearance secret~ It will hurt even more if the secret becomes a trap~
I couldn't help it and read another article "It was so hurtful" Sir, please keep your appearance secret~ It will hurt even more if the secret becomes a trap~
I couldn't help it and read another article "It was so hurtful" Sir, please keep your appearance secret~ It will hurt even more if the secret becomes a trap~
I couldn't help it and read another article "It was so hurtful" Sir, please keep your appearance secret~ It will hurt even more if the secret becomes a trap~
I couldn't help it and read another article "It was so hurtful" Sir, please keep your appearance secret~ It will hurt even more if the secret becomes a trap~
I couldn't help it and read another article "It was so hurtful" Sir, please keep your appearance secret~ It will hurt even more if the secret becomes a trap~
I couldn't help it and read another article "It was so hurtful" Sir, please keep your appearance secret~ It will hurt even more if the secret becomes a trap~
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