Excuse My French....Okay, That Joke Was a Bit Tounge-In-Cheek...

A kiss of last
To last make past
A worth while future
A second to mute her
Keeping her lips busy and making her heart stop
Knowing that I love her...like a lot
I am busy being in love to not have kissed her
I was consumed by the fact that I knew I would miss her
So...I hope I can kiss her again before she leaves
As for one last time I wave goodbye, but I still believe...

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