Love


Love is a strange thing,
You never know what it will bring.
You mess up the first day,
and walk up the other way.
But it'll turn back to you,
Looking in your eyes without knowing what to do.
And when the situation turns around,
You'll see the eyes in which you once drowned.
You forget all that was said and done,
And start where it all begon.

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  • Slughorn

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