Gravity pulled the leaves to
Dead grass—the place was messy
And quiet; we rode together
You smiled often—it was
Contagious; emotions melted like
Crayons; look at what you have done
Reality faded softly—it was hard
To notice; You were so handsome
Food was salty and greasy; stiff
Comedians were funnier from the
Back row; if only we danced—
Birds flew high that day, I lost track
Of time—We knew it was love
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