Piece Of Paper
If we could sit together once again,
what would we talk about?
I would tell you everything
I never got to say before.
I'd say just what you mean to me
and what you have always meant.
If we could talk for a day,
until you had to go back “home”,
I'd cherish every single moment, ever second.
The conversation may get mistaken
as a dream
but if it is, it's the best dream
I'll ever have.
Until that day when we
could sit and talk
I'll just have to write this down
on a piece of paper
and not show it to anyone
but you. ♥
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