When I was little
I played by a pond
The most beautiful pond I could know.
I played princess and traveler,
Made stories of love,
The fantasies oh so real.
When I was little,
I thought a kiss was the end,
The story need not go any further.
I thought it was to meet,
To fall, to love, to kiss.
The end, no more
When I grew older,
I kept my hopes,
Thinking a kiss could solve it all.
I dreamt and I waited,
Knowing it had to be so.
Just a kiss and that's all I would need.
When I grew older,
I found out the truth.
A kiss is not the fix.
I opened my eyes,
Took a good look around.
And realized there is so much more than a kiss.
But when I was little,
I played by a pond.
The most beautiful pond I could know.
I returned to that pond,
Looked around it once more,
And realized it was all just a dream.
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