My body heats up, while I try to reason,
Against your words, I fight for freedom.
You still have my T shirt, as you said,
You refrain me to enter, I'm afraid.

The space between my fingers are shrinking,
And I spend most of my time, thinking,
"Did you reach home Safely?" you asked,
The bond cannot break, it's meant to last.

Wearing a Denim shirt you sat beside,
Your lost yourself, within my eyes,
You loved me, in the way that I dressed,
In the love for you, that I expressed.

Café's aren't the same, never again,
The walls that scream of us and our name,
What did we choose beneath the aisle that exists,
The mist of your lips, and a heartfelt kiss.

Let's try again, a little different this time,
The world would have shaped us,
With synchronony that we shared,

Will you Go on a Date with me, Sweetheart?

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