Living on different streets was never easy
It was fall when I first laid my eyes on you
I thought the feeling was very cheesy
My situstion right now would only attract a few
Time passed by and I discovered that we live on the same street
You, on a structure, while I, on the outside
So I fixed myself for the lady I wanna meet
I knocked on your door and revealed my future bride
Not too long were, on, together
My life has changed and so is yours
I prayed for this moment to last forever
Did my best and found a decent course
One day, we needed to separate paths for the better
You rode a bus, I drived my car away
Twist of fate that our transportations hit one another
Bodies lined up on the same street where I first saw you one day
I faced right, you faced left; held hands and we smiled
Laying on the road with bloody faces just staring at each other
The last thing I've seen is your face; a quick flash back to the moments where we went wild
I'm sorry darling, you were supposed to be a mother
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POM POEMS
PoetryFeelings turned into words; squeezed from experiences (FINISHED since these were the thoughts from my young mind)
