Remembering
Seeing your face every time
I close my eyes.
Every dream I dream is
of you.
Wanting you near me, knowing
I can't have you.
Knowing your life is with
someone else now, as so is mine.
Knowing that we belong
together, knowing in my mind,
my heart, and my soul.
Thoughts of you racing through
my mind, my heart beats faster
and faster.
Can't catch my breath.
Remembering, remembering the
last words you said to me.
Remembering the words,"I'll
get you back, you will be mine."
Waiting, hoping, praying its
not too late.
Why do we remember, remember
the past?
It doesn't help the future,
it confuses the future.
If that is so, why am I
so happy remembering the past
and yet so sad, living the future?
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