Once Upon a Time
Episode 2: Now he sits in his room, Given a chance by the gloom, Of the Dark Room to drop a tear, While thinking of you without the fear That someone might look. But while thinking of you what was it, exactly? Was it your jokes? The teasing? Was it your voice, like honey Smooth and sweet, Like the gentle breeze Brushing softly against my cheeks? But now our bond has become Like the bright morning sinking into the sea, Leaving only ripples Of what we used to be. Oh well... That was all in 2023
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