From the moment I first saw you, I knew I was meant to love you
As time went by, I found myself only loving you more
I thought we would always have each other
Fate brought us together
A love built in the stars
I think of late night conversations
We shared our dreams and our pain
When I closed my eyes, it was you that I would see
When I cried, you made me laugh
You made me believe in love, in myself
Then one day, you decided you needed something I else
I look back and I wonder what happened, what went wrong?
Nothing left of us except my memories and broken heart
You gave me no explanation, no goodbyes
I looked up and you were gone, I was alone once more
They say true love endures, if you love something set it free
I ask myself if our paths will ever cross again
Will the stars that one night brought us together, bring you back
I suppose only time will tell
Here in my heart you remain, A love that should have lasted forever
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Judith Jascha
Mom, sister, teacher, student, writer. I love to touch on all areas as I like to expose myself to new things. My goal is to use my experience to entertain and educate.
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