It's been years, my love.
The feelings haven't changed.
It is still you.
From the start it always has.
The songs we sang.
The conversations exchanged.
The stories shared.
The times spent.
It's either they continue or end.
And I am afraid to lose you.
You're on the verge of leaving.
I never wanted to do anything but stay.
Maybe we will end up together anyway.
It's been years, my love.
The feelings haven't changed.
But dear, I hope they would.
I hope you would have one for me.
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