<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381743" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Two-way Street</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too much water under the bridge? <br>Too many wrongs to right? <br>Too much time to try to make up for? <br>Too many a sleepless night? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You just cram all your misgivings<br>into a tiny ball<br>and the floodgates come a pourin'<br>and you remember it all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The times when you should have, <br>the times you held back, <br>the times when you could have<br>but pride made you act<br>as if you would have forever<br>to change things around, <br>and as if time would never<br>take wings from the ground<br>and escape right from your clutches.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the time comes when you ask yourself what? <br>What would I do different<br>if I had another chance? <br>Would I expect any difference<br>out of romance? <br>Would I expect you to be<br>something you're not? <br>like Romeo, the lover<br>or a Sir Lancelot? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now all that water that's under the bridge<br>and all those things to make right<br>are still within your grasp you know.<br>They are still within your sight.<br>So answer that question you asked before<br>what would I now do right? <br>I'd open my heart and not keep it closed<br>for love is a two-way street, <br>a sreet where two must meet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edwina+Reizer">Edwina Reizer</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381743" data-title="A Two-way Street de Edwina Reizer" data-description="Too much water under the bridge? Too many wrongs to right? Too much time to try to make up for? Too many a sleepless night? You just cram all your misgivings into a tiny ball and the floodgates come a pourin' and you remember it all. The tim..."></div> </div> </div>

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