As fate did not weave itself
In the pattern I wish it would
The final output
Did not paint a picture of us
But the laughter and jokes
Sleepless night recollecting
What ifs and stories
Were the best times I had
In this helhole we experience
But we need to move forward
In different paths in life
What we wanted was not meant to be
And we were set to fail from the start
To move forward in life
Means removing you from sight
You are not in the future
In which I have in mind
But the past with you
Are the ones I will cherish the most
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