Lost Love
L eaving home for distant ports and trying to make my way,
O nly my own sense to guide me to wherever it is I’ll stray.
S ome may say that’s not enough and I will disappear,
T hey can’t know that I’m alive as long as I am here.
L aughter echoes to my ears from a room just down the hall,
O verhearing their conversations as I listen to the wall.
V oices tinged with sweet regret and longing for a touch,
E very time that they have met they’ve missed out on so much.
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