Our last farewell was merely a goodbye,
We both knew it would be the last time
But none of us act like it was.
It's like we knew,
But our hearts keep telling us maybe there'll be the next time.
It always was, right?
In every book
I met you and loved you
And you always knew but never choose me.
But there's a book I love so dear,
Because in this one you love me
But still we don't have a happy ending.
10/Aug/21
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