They have written books and made films about boys like you.
The type of soul that leaves a little bit of gold everywhere he goes
And how lucky am I
To have crossed paths,
And shared nights,
And held hands walking under the moon with a boy like you.
If this time ever ends,
Whenever our souls are told it’s time to part
Just know I’ll never sell
I’d never trade
And go to the grave
With those stones
Hidden closely to my heart
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