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Over You
Oh, one warm day, from sometime long ago, on a small plaza, just outside of a mall
I sat with three other boys who I’ve forgotten all, yet you stand in my memory tall
Sitting over there (handsomely beautiful), you laugh and joke with him all your girlfriends
Then he gets up (to scam a drink), leaving for a good long time
And you drop, something small, you then pounce on it, and look up
Our eyes connect, and you blush and grin with majestic heart made of light
Not caring what anyone thought of you or your lucid rationality
It felt like, there was only you and me, and was
L'amour pour l'éternité
But that was wrong because I knew you loved that boy who left to scam une boisson
So I tried to forget and erase that wetly colored pretentious memory
Yet even after, all this time, I guess that
I have never gotten over you
-Musical Interlude-
I never wanted to steal, but greed is a compelling thing, twisting my heart into awful knots
Like when our French teacher asked, “Qu’as-tu?” and you said, “Un cadeau de mon ami.”
Tomorrow for sure (I tell myself), I’ll tough up and tell her avec certitude
Through nights and days (and dawns and dusks), I never did so due to shame
And my mind, moves on so, rehashing that memory, till I’m heartsore
Our eyes connect, and you blush and grin with unadulterated life
Not caring what anyone thought of you or your luminous eccentricity
It felt like, there was only you and me, and was
L'amour pour l'éternité
I have to admit I waited too long to sing my heart’s contents
Even so, even so, even so, I still sing this mangle ballad
And even after, all this time, I feel that
I’ve never gotten over you
-Musical Interlude-
You have always lit up the darkness in my cloudy heart
Even if you have never intended to do so
I hold you, above all, the other girls
For less than few are like you
Don’t worry about my heart, for I’ll move on and stash this feeling
And if I can’t I’ll come to you with flowers in hand and a simper on my face
I promise, I won’t hurt myself, ever
Until my time ends here
Our eyes connect, and you blush and grin just like I wish I could do
Not caring what anyone thought of you or your beauty
It felt like, there was only you and me, and was
L'amour pour l'éternité
I just wish I could sing, and I could sing to you in front of me
No shame, no regrets, no pain, a sweet silent moment of peace
Even if you’re gone, or with somebody else, I know that
I’ll never get over you
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This was my first work that I wrote purely for therapy. What I did was take the only song that ever made me want to cry (Kimi no Kioku from Persona 3), and remade the lyrics so it could still be sung to, all the while fitting what I had to say.