Starring back into distant memories
My heart begins to sether,
Realisation of what went wrong
Prevents the pieces returning together.
Never-the-less I carry on,
Dreaming of what might be,
I hope for an unchanted future
For just him and me.
A family to raise up well
A place for us to spread,
No more problems to arise,
No more tears to frequently shred.
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