Friday, May 8, 2015

A love story

Tonight will be the last time, I will think of you.
I know you will think of me too under the starlit sky.
The sky that wrapped us once together. 
Tonight it's split into two.
One is mine and one is yours.
Memories that we made together slowly fade into oblivion.
Ours was a love story that ended too soon.
I will remember you as a wilted rose in between the pages of my favorite book.

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