I can’t change all the moments I let slip away
There’s so much I can’t rearrange
Every colour I let turn to grey
Tonight I can’t take my eyes off of you

I have always been in love
I swear it will not change
It is destined from up above
I will always be here

Every touch is fire to my skin
Smiles that were always missing
But we are us, as it should have been
When I was blind before we began

Stoic Poetry

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