It's not about your face,
your money
or your carrier.
You,
i know why my heart beat so fast,
if i think about you.
Your face is surround my mind.
The last time we met,
I still felt your hand,
when you shake my hand.
I still heard your voice,
when you sang that time.
It's been 5 years ago.
You and I....
Never ending story,
Never been completed,
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- B. (You)
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