Like water in the river
The feeling flows one way
To one point
Every second
Every minute
Every hour
Every day
And never once stop
Yes, this feeling never stop
Even when it is forced to forget
Because it is getting tiresome
Each time you get close
To somebody else
Out there
But the thing is
Water may meet rocks
Leaves
Branches
Fishes
Or else as it flows
But still,
It ends up to one point later
Well, that one point is you
Not him
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