I want to tell you the extent of my feelings, so long as it wakes the sun. As a section of our life is getting to a close, and the thought of us is slowly disappearing. I was so scared to tell you how I felt, the past years, as I stared into your eyes the feelings of hope that slowly gave away. I know the answer you will give me, and I understand that the tree I hope to grow, will die. I don't mind, I understand, that your kindness, your smile, and your soul, will find another. I understand, that will never be me.
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