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With all the smiles,
With all the laughter,
We shared each day,
Like there were none other.

Between your silent smile,
His crazy ideas,
And my sarcastic remarks,
A modern teen musketeers we were.

I knew it wouldn't last,
My naivete shattered in the past,
But there always was a 'if',
As long as we had the will.

When did your silent feel so cold,
Gust of awkwardness charging in,
Was I to blame for this storm,
Or was this life's natural path.

Your one word reply,
Your cold stare,
Have you given up your will,
Has this reach to a point of no return?