I picked up my pen, to write her a letter,
Every time trying to find a word that suited her better,
I still remember the calmness in her eyes,
When I first time met her,
I can never and ever forget her,
She was in her gorgeous handmade sweater,
The air was dry, but my body was getting wetter,
She was the one who could change me, if I let her,
But, she had so much to achieve, she was a trend setter,
Too bad that we can't be together,
She will have that place in my heart forever.
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