Cold nights out. Always together
never without Gentles kisses
On our lips "I love you"
On our tongue's tips Something changed,
Was it me? Tell me, please,
set me free I miss you,
friend of mine Unable to stand,
The test of time. Yet, know this
hear my words I still love you,
times by thirds Will you hear me?
and my plea? Maybe maybe,
You love me? Here it is, proud and true,
Yes, I'm not over you.
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