Paintings in my mind

Picture this, You and me
Walking down a white sand Beach
We're holding hands
The warm winds blow
we're all alone

All these dreams are fantasies
They're not real, not reality

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and now I cry over you, nearly die over you
And all these bits and pieces of us that I try to find,
Are only paintings in my mind
faded memories of another place and time
we were happy as can be you were loving me and
now it's just an image that I find like the paintings in my mind

When you left I fell apart,
I was torn, you broke my heart
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Impressions of the way it was long ago
somewhere back in time.
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I am putting this down to close an episode of my life...

I met this girl(or would I say I saw her at KLCC when I used to work there). Somehow, I'm the type of person who believes in love at first sight(yeah, you might say its really stupid to love someone you don't even know but I guess no one is 100% rational all the time).

Ok, one thing led to another and I decided that I had to get to know her...... As I now want to forget everything that ever happened, I really can't think back of all the details how it all happened.

To me, these paintings in my mind weren't even real but what this artist in me painted because I so wanted to believe they were real. The were all only paintings in my mind...Really hurts, but I always allow myself to feel pain when it comes to love...in this matter, I certainly do not have a millionaire mind.