this (by deav)
Rio, Mai 2003
(exposed)
just as we’d started
feeling comfortable
in each others arms
putting aside the knowledge
of the parting hour getting by
daring to choose the names
of the children we’d make together
that was sweet, but we had to go
soon there’ll be an ocean between us
it’s sad but soon everything
but the memories,
will fade away, even those,
just until they start to hurt too bad
then they’ll be gone
hope a little bit of them remain
enough to turn into a song or two
in the years to come
think of all the things
that never came to be
we’re all in the hands of fate
if i had just crossed a street
i would have never seen your face
i guess the timing was wrong
maybe it wasn’t meant to be, after all
though it felt so strong
what rises eventually falls
at least we had this
at least we had this
that we had
at least we had this…
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