Its time's like these that I wonder why.
Why did we meet in such splender.
The moment that I know we'd be together,
Is the moment I start to think.
Think of how others have treated me,
If only I could see.
The joy that is given to me th first night,
The first night when we had our first kiss.
To some this may sound childish.
But to me there is something that sparked.
It wishes to come out of me,
But then again its another story for me to tell.
Another story, for another time...

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