No. 08
Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.
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When i was young
there was a boy
He reached out his hand and held mine
and took me to the beautiful places
When i was young
there was a boy
He smiled and laughed with me
and i fell in love for the first time
We were both young when our path crossed,
mine was so tough, so was him
but it got easier and warmer
with our hands held together and he besides me
but yesterday,
he called me and
he said he fell in love with a girl
and, so did the girl
Well, I am fine.
Does he still remember?
Those happy times he and me spent together
Those are things I tried to erase
though it means nothing to him,
now.
Well, I am fine.
Today, I come,
to his day
I see him and the girl,
He sees me smiling but my heart did not
and i see him smiled at her
and hold tight her hand
Like how he smiled at me
Like how he held my hand
Before.
Well, I am fine
Days come and go
But I still here, right on the floor
of places he and me used to be
Well, I am fine.
I just need a moment
Give me some times because,
Keeping this heart is easier than
forgetting him.
Loving is less hurt than regretting him.
Waiting for time is healing than crying for days.
Well, I am fine.
Later,
when he and me both cross each other again,
after i had let it all go through times,
I'll ask him to sit together,
and talk about the good old time,
and the time we both struggle,
and the time we spent together
and how he changed me.
Well, I am fine.
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Don't worry, I am fine.
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