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He will seek another...
then another
It is the way he is
and has always been
If only she was the same
All that he was
All that he is
All that he will be
She will never lose faith
in the good in him
To have the foresight to slow dance through favourite moments before they become memories.
I can't write romance
I danced alone too long
How will I see
Sunsets and stars
I was left
Stranded in the dark
But sometimes
When I pour
Dreams onto paper
There will be
Fields of flowers
And fleeting thoughts
Of forever