I am waiting on a bench in a place I know well
Like the creases in your smile, this is where we dwell
I met you here, I was on the rich, green grass
How much has happened, our time passing like an hourglass
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Love is the one thing so little of us experiance, be priverlaged to experiance it, but do not dwell in the past, no matter what we shall always love the ones we wright about. Superb tobii