It was the start at least, a milestone.
It was inevitable,
Romeo and Juliet; you may as well have come from royalty,
I knew you were going places, modest as you are
We were busy, and the only time I saw you was when I slept; so I
slept allot.
The key dream is beating routine,
With every single moment still pristine.
I skipped home more jittery than a meth addict; my drug.
And all of a sudden that first kiss hardened into the last,
My love, left there,
To be continued,
I’ll see you soon.
And I get the feeling that first time won’t leave me.
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