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The first time we met, in the junkyard glow,

The rain was our soundtrack, moving soft and slow.

That first kiss beneath the silver sky,

A junkyard kiss I’ll never forget, the reason why.

You were my only one, that I will ever miss,

In that junkyard night, sealed with a kiss.

And every time it rains, I feel you near,

The junkyard whispers, still soft in my ear.

We were broken pieces, but somehow whole,

In that junkyard kiss, you rescued my soul.

Through every storm, we’ve learned to stand tall,

In the wreckage we met, but we never would fall.

As our love begins, we rise from the past,

In the silence we found, a love meant to last.

We’re more than the rust, more than the pain,

In that junkyard kiss, we’ll always remain.

And when all fades away, and the world turns cold,

I’ll carry that junkyard kiss, more precious than gold.

In every heartbeat, in every breath I take,

That first rainy kiss was never a mistake.