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Three hours...

Author: Jose Ragnos
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Eight years of wanting somebody turned into a three hour Winter Ball.

Three hours...

For over eight years I wanted one girl,
The thought of being with her gave me a thrill.
For one dance alone that dream was fulfilld,
That one moment I will never be able to rebuild.

Her dress felt smooth and soft on my hands,
Nothing was more pleasent across the lands.
Her eyes glittered in the dance lights,
My heart flying above all known hights.

Only one photo shall ever be made with her and I in it,
No other photo may ever be as legit.
Even to this day I stare at it constantly,
Remembering how the dance seemed to end abruptly.

I told her I loved her, and that is exactly so,
Even though I had to let her go.
There is only one regret I have about that night,
Knowing that we would never be together again, and I was right.

So why did I let her go you may ask?
Because my heart cannot handle that task.

Submitted on 2007-01-05 23:46:27     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  Wow! Eight year sworth of wanting ending in a dance.
Nice, this was simple and sweet, very easy to read and understand. Nice T
| Posted on 2007-01-06 00:00:00 | by Tameson | [ Reply to This ]

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