Some stories formed, yours and mine,
You thought I lived for you alone,
I thought your heart was mine alone,
We both have to meet ,it was love’s soft sign.
We walked together, you and me,
And with time move endlessly,
All moved along with silent time.
Why did you leave me in such shame?
You could have told me all the same,
We could have let our thoughts align.
I’d turn away if you once said,
Just spoke the truth inside your head,
If from me you had to decline.
So small perhaps this time we had,
You could have ended, not so sad,
If breaking it was your design’s line.
6.41pm 10 April 2026
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