I was once told long ago
That my dreams would come true.
I was told to believe in what my heart desires
Lest, my heart desires you.
I separate our love with distance;
yes far.
I leave you broken inside
I leave your heart in your jar.
You keep on smiling, my dear
For, I love you just the same.
Distance is, but a trouble
that will eventually come to an end.
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