It wasn't what he did or said, It was the way he did it, The way he said it. Soft hands caressed her face, Tears rolled down his, Goodbyes are inevitable, But on this night, Why does it have to end... Desire survives the heartbreak, And the moon reflects on the past... What they have will never be forgotten, Their love will forever be And will forever last.
-Kelly..
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And the moon that damn moon will constantly remind her until eternity.
