walking on the same road with you ,
wishing you would holding my hand ,
protect me all the time ,
but ,
it just a dream of dreamer .
sitting on those old bench ,
remember the old memory ,
but what can i do is keep on wishing .
watching you from a far ,
hoping you will sit besides me ,
always be with me ,
holding my hands and kissing with passion ,
and whisper those most wonderful words ,
from the beautiful lips to the listener ear ,
i love you .
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