~ Déjà Vu ~
Far from the past I was running away All alone in the street Not a shadow to follow And I stumble on you. The roses in my hand Withered dried and died Still holding on together Though in pieces as petals And yes, I fall for you. One by one it fell As I let it off my hand Finally an empty hand In fact two, to hold you through And I start with you. A difference to make Left no stone unturned A rose for a change That’s a way to start And then I realized That’s always been the start. - Ju Ne [A comment below would be the best thing you can give]