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I still love the way it felt

to be there in your arms

forever in the moment

beautiful and safe from harm.



The way you kissed me softly

afraid that I may break

not letting me see all

you thought it better for my sake.



The way we always argued

never really ever mad

I can't help but remember

all the petty fights we had.



The way we would just make up

wether or not it was that bad

it was a time whan i was happy

far more often then I was sad.



The way that I did love you

the way you loved me too

the things that I remember

now that I am not with you.