Written by Jacob Ibrag
‘You remind me of a song.’
What’s it called? ‘Can’t remember. It
was from a different timeline.’ Did we meet
then? ‘We kinda did. We danced at some club and
then I left. You asked me to stay and I wish I did. Never
saw you again after that night. You disappeared and so
did I.’ And now you’re here, a second chance. ‘And
now I stay, existing with you next to me.’
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Beautiful.
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Thank you 🙂
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Gotta love second chances. I wish there were more of them.
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We normally don’t and won’t get a second chance at love, and so now the second time we’re presented with it, we should, take it in our arms…
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Second chances are beautiful!
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Succinct!
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‘You remind me of a song.’
What’s it called?’ Can’t remember. ⇛ When you can’t put a finger on the quality a certain person carries but you like it, whatever it is 🙂
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Such a romantic piece. Not very often we get second chances!! Very Sentimental. My favorite kind of poem.
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Thank you very much 🙂
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