Us.
I still remember the last time I held your face, Staring in your gorgeous brown eyes. I was looking into them in awe, I still would if I could. They were full of love. Why can't it be 'they are full of love' I hate knowing that someone else will see those eyes. it's not because of me anymore. It's not because of us anymore. there is no 'us' anymore. why do I wish for an us?
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