Long time ago we came to be,
Me a girl with no care, and you with jean jacket & no sleeves,
Me roller skating, and you? You just appeared.
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I was right was I not, you and this guy have something for each other right? How else would both of you mention the same car? Come on come clean. It was a good poem I liked it. He must be a very lucky guy. Regards.
That is such a beautiful poem. Brings back so many memories. My Mustang was maroon though. Thank you.
He is not lucky, the guy I wrote this poem to is not lucky. If he loves me the same way I do he suffers a lot. He is tortured by this wonderful feeling. for Love is great but, it is also painful.and in this case it is painful at least for me it is.