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She Loved Me
I believe I was way too much of a coward
To tell her good-bye eye to eye.
I left without even taking a bag,
Thinking I was doing what was best.
I always have the same dream.
I see myself traveling back in time,
Coming back to our most beautiful strolls,
The two of us on the platforms,1 our eyes on the horizon.
She loved me
With all her love, with all her heart.
She gave me
Everything she had when I was nothing.
What did I give her in return?
I caused her nothing but heartache.
She who dreamed only of love,