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i want to go back
to the time when nothing mattered
when being daddy's little girl
was the best occupation
a big little woman
could manage...

Back when riding your bicycle
across the hood was
the greatest adventure
Back when having a crush
on a boy who sits across me
during art class meant nothing
but coping with being shy
and clumsy when he comes around

I want to go back 
to the time before his eyes
burnt my skin when he stared at me
and the time before
I knew she could jump off the walls
and scratch me...
back to the time when she was
my little star, one that shone
eternally with no intension to dim
Back to the time when arguments
were fair and always ended
with a mutual smile...

I want to go back
to the time when 'never'
was more or less like 'could not'
And when a smile from you
injected me with ecstasy
that i felt could last me
a lifetime...
Back when locking eyes with you
meant we are talking
the same language
when reaching out 
for your hand soothed my heart
And healed the bleeding
wound whose tears never

I want to go back
to the time when i could
go to bed with a smile
and wake up the same
back to the time 
when possible was legit
when dreams could come true
back to the time
when love was the
feeling that made you
warm inside yet 
gave you shivers and goosebumps
on the outside

I want to go back 
to the time when
I was me, and that
was not a sin
I want to go back...
back to the time when
I believed the same way
I could erase drawings
I could also erase my mistakes
and take back my words
Back to the time when
when a promise was sealed
with a silly pledge yet
meant it was for real
and secrets were told in the dark
so that no one can hear...

I want to go back 
to the time when
I yearned for your touch
and wondered how it feels
to be in your clasp
Back to the time when
i could carry my own cross
of crucification
just so i could prove
you are righteous

I want to go back
to the time before i knew
that words from your tongue
could stick on my heart
and do away with its tissues

I want to go back
to the time when time passing
did not count 
as long as you were there
with me...

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