The last time a girl liked me, was back in high school.
She passed around a note, yes or no, guess which one I'd choose.
I tipped toed around her feelings in attempt to protect mines.
I'd written down what to say, I couldn't remembered what's on each line.
One job I had, that was to cherished her time.
We'd stolen each other's heart, guessed we'd be charged with the same crime.
The connection between us, over time it started to decline.
Things stopped going smoothly, like stagnant water in a clogged pipeline.
We never took pictures or did videos, we surely had some good times, sometimes back to those memories I wished I could rewind.
We're now grown ups, we've both moved on, yet small fragments of my time with her, still crosses my mind.
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