Today I thought of himfor the last time. Why? Because I could no longer see our love Through rose colored grasses. I could no longer notice the way his eyes. Glitted when he smiled. How his brows furrowed when he was thing, or the feeling felt through my soul when he laughed I could no longer see him or hold him in my dreams, or enjoe the tender words still in my heart. I could no longer imagine his soft lips in my heart. With him, a stolen glance became a kept stare, slow rhythmacal steps created a path of lost blindness, lending only to broken hearts and thwarted desires. When I realized that I was a poet writting along I knew it was time to end my story of love. 请帮忙一下～谢谢大大！！！ -- 有些时候~要让自己好好的静一静 呼吸新鲜空气~!! --

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