How could it be over
it didn´t even started
It was a dream
so much like reality
it did not feel perfect
it did not feel right
it tasted good enough
fair enough
holding hands in the park
a watery kiss
now and then
it was like a charade
we pretended each our part
with sad eyes
long silences
you left me unsatisfied
wishing I´ve never met you
wishing I´ve never embraced
the idea of you being part of my life.
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