Where do we go from here,
Life, brought us tears,
We promised each other another tomorrow,
But time is the essence of loss and sorrow.
We never understood what it was like to lose each other.
But we knew what it was like to fall in love with another.
So we take that pain for granted every time.
Like with love, it's our borrowed crime.
So let's start appreciating what we have between each other,
Let's stop searching for another.
Maybe time will be on our side,
Maybe we never will have to say goodbye.
Maybe love will fix what we broke,
Maybe it wasn't to late that we spoke.
©terrylin53
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