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i remember feeling love for the first time, it was when the moon turned crimson red. my sea was silent until the whisper of your ripples came crashing. along with your unwavering deluge, the sea overflows. and i thought, maybe it is now worth pursuing.
it's been a while the second time, since we both left ourselves at bay. scared of the harsh waves, and maybe a little bit too afraid to sail. oblivious of the thought that we could both row in unison.
the third time i experienced love, the electricity fizzled out until it was nothing more than a static shock, i begin to wonder where these all went wrong; if somewhere along the way i could pinpoint the exact moment that this great love story could never be.
those three times were like stepping stones to i love you's, only that, your name wasn't engraved on the final stone. everything we had felt so right, only the timing was wrong. so maybe, until next time, my love.
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( s )
