There is a story
That you meant to tell
A story of you and me
One that will never be
You thought that was my story
You feared that was my words
You misunderstood
And now I am crying
There is a story
That I meant to tell
A story of two lovers
Two lovers are not we
While it is true
I do fancy you
I never said I intended
To do more than be your friend
There is a story
Of misunderstood words
And a man too in love with what is not yet
Who's passion was crush needlessly
I never thought we were meant to be
I never thought we ever had a chance
It's just you remind me so much of her
My love who I still dream of
There is a story
Of two friends who spoke so long
But never really talked
Yet could be so much more
They could be writers
Set at common goals
Close, yet far away
I want you in my story
But not as the other role...
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future,
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