Going back to the coldest night, where we didn't get a chance to talk. Just akwardly, silenty I followed you. Just a kiss, but please don't tell. I can't just for now tell you where it would lead. But if we do try, let's try for the second chance we get. To find some time to gaze, and hold and just talk.
Going back to the coldest night, where we didn't get a chance to talk. Maybe next time when we do, it won't seem so cold anymore.
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