I don't want to walk,
I want to run.
I don't really know
When this begun.
I don't want to sing
I want to hug,
I want you to have
So much fun.
I don't really know
When it fell through.
I just really know
How I feel for you.
I hope that we can
Stay in tune.
I don't want you
To be old news.
The summer beams
And the spring brings,
Falls leaves
With winter's memories.
Natures imagery,
Your energy.
You envied me,
Then emptied dreams.
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