Thinking here,again of you,
Why do I do everyday this?
Why do I remember your kisses?
To make me again blue
I think I have to be crazy,
To believe you love me too,
Maybe, you think I am a fool,
For thinking, your love is true
Why can I stop thinking about you?
When you make my heart now blue
When good memories is all I view
Living fantasies! we once both knew
While thinking here again of you,
In the twilight, to make my heart blue!
Dorian Petersen Potter
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