Oh gosh. Staying for a week in the city at my sister's place, babysitting her son. The babysitting isn't the hard part. The hard part is everytime I look out the window and see the Hilton Hotel.
I still remember the memories as like it was yesterday. Memory of the 'love' that got away. To this day, I still think of you. To be honest, I can't forget you. With you, I was truly myself, I didn't care....nor did I pretend and put up concrete walls.
Seeing the Hilton Hotel makes me sad, as I remember giving you the goodbye hug, watching you leave and feeling my heart break into a million pieces. To this day, I still have not recovered from that heartbreak. Nor have anyone stolen any pieces of my heart like you did.
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