<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=463328" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When We Were Young</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">as i talk to you, <br>i start to wonder, <br>have you always been sensitive, <br>or have you always hide it, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i remember when we were young, <br>i looked up to you as my prince, <br>you protected me and cared for me, <br>it was young love, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you picked on me, <br>i picked on you, <br>always saying 'eww'<br>when somebody would say<br>'if you like her so much, <br>why don't you kiss her? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">always played the tough boy, <br>but when times got hard, <br>you hid from me, <br>afraid i wouldn't see you the same way, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i didn't care, <br>through the times you seen me at my worse, <br>crying, hurt, pain, <br>you remained by my side, <br>untill i felt like i needed to push you away, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">everything changed, <br>you no longer the boy who use to live across the street, <br>you no longer by my side when i need you the most, <br>you got married, i stayed mostly single, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">no matter how much time when on between us, <br>it seems like our connection and feelings remain the same, <br>i hear it in your voice when i talk to you, <br>and it always ends the same, <br>us enjoying our time back when we were young.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mona+Martinez">Mona Martinez</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=463328" data-title="When We Were Young de Mona Martinez" data-description="as i talk to you, i start to wonder, have you always been sensitive, or have you always hide it, i remember when we were young, i looked up to you as my prince, you protected me and cared for me, it was young love, you picked on me, i p..."></div> </div> </div>

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