whenever i look at the pictures you´ve taken
it feels like sneaking a peek into what you´ve been seeing
i´d like to wish that we are open
to what we have been hiding -- what we felt back then,
almost forgotten
i still hope you still remember
that very day when they left us alone, sitting beside each other
what if i stayed and told you that i did have something to tell you?
will it ever make a huge difference to the way things turned out
when i walked out and left things hanging that fateful night?
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