We promised each other that we would not cry.
We agreed on saying goodbye.
And now, laughing through our tears
Getting rid of all our fears
We walk away from this empty story.
The stars are witnesses to
What we cannot say,
And the moon stands gaurd
Over the memories we once shared.
But no, the time of bliss is past and gone,
And we will never return
To this empty fairytale.
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