you will be gone soon
and once again, i will be left behind
always waiting
for your return
it's not easy
being easily forgotten
i wish i could
easily forget
months go by
and i find myself
wondering if you
even care
people change
and so do feelings
so does our love
so do our affections
as do the meaning
of our words
they change, change too
with connotation
sometimes, i swear
i can smell your perfume
in my room
everywhere
but i don't dare
cry for you
anymore, that is
no crying alone
Thursday, February 22
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