I have to wonder,
With this love we'd shared,
Is it dead?
Or were we unprepared?
Because years have passed,
Yet still you say,
We could be again,
Maybe someday.
It hurts me more,
Than you could know,
For your sincerest lies,
Offer some hope.
To me at least,
You meant the most,
But now my love,
Is like a ghost.
A haunting feeling,
That possesses me,
Since all that's left,
Are memories,
So forget me not,
Like you do so well,
Remind me as to why,
For you I fell.
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