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I wonder,
could her words be used for someone else,
could they explain the motive,
of he who comitted such a crime against you,
could they draw tears,
from her whose heart you broke,
could they bring joy,
to he who cried himself to sleep,
or are they just her words,
simply her own,
meaning nothing to the real world,
but everything to her,
her mind,
I wonder.

control

when she rested her head on his shoulder,
and their hands touched,
chills,
now were intwined,
she knew what was going to happen,
and she looked up into his eyes,
he was smiling,
he must have known too,
but it was just to late to stop it,
so she had to let herself go,
let go of all control,
their lips brushed,
then slowly,
so softly,
they began to kiss,
and then there was no turning back.