We are not strangers, you have a part of me, and I have a part of yours.
Are we outsiders ?
Don't I exist in yours contemplations ?
Don't you at any point consider what we used to do ?
Don't you miss me, miss us ?
Do you at any point realize that once we were each other's beginning and end ?
Don't you realize we used to really focus on one another ?
We met,
We talked,
We gave it a second thought,
We battled,
We are separated,
Do you think we are outsiders since we don't talk ?
Possibly indeed, we will not be a piece of one another's future, however we were a piece of one another's past.
A period where we once adored and lived,
A period where you and I were us.
I Don't lament what we had,
I trust neither of you will not.
Since with you I have had the greatest days of my life.
We are not outsiders, you have a piece of me, and I have a piece of you!
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