I lean on shoulders so strange thinking it would feel the same as it did with yours.
I seek for those dimples in every other smile thinking it would resemble yours.
I tried every other thing in every other person but none felt like you.

We had colors, my blue to your green,
Don't know if it's the same now.
We were mess, but you were my mess,
Don't know whose mess you are now.

Maybe this was it,
Meant to be, not meant to be.

Every reminisce I look upon is about you.
I am a riptide, out of control.
You are the sunshine, be bright.

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