I still kiss you in my dreams
And dream about you when I kiss
I’ll regain you someday, it seems.
You are the only thing I really miss!
Our yesterday was made of merry promises
Our today balanced on the sides of a divide.
No chance to talk about our near misses,
But I know you’ll be my bride.
I seem to hear echoes of my croons
And see visions of us in the shrine
Asking why our hearts aren’t moons
That’ll make our love to always shine.
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