Retrospect
My senses recalled last summer
When we met at the coffee shop
I couldn't tell what was on your mind
When our table was your stop
But now these times are useless
what we try to do today
'seems forever hopeless
To carry on this way
Not knowing one day later
if together we will be
or if your heart
will find its place
in another one but me.
Copyright © Gayle Rodd | Year Posted 2017
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