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Aug 2012
Your eyes;
Your face;
Your smile;
Haunting me each night in my dreams.

You’re thousands of miles away,
But still, the “what ifs” run through my mind.
Wondering, wanting, needing to know
What might have happened.

But you’re gone.
I should be at peace.
I shouldn’t have to remember
What a look from you could do.

I should be able to move on, away from you.
But still, the “what ifs” run through my mind.
Wondering, wanting, needing to know
What might have happened.

And yet, here I sit.
Looking out the window to the road
That you walked by every day,
Hoping for a glance.

Even still, I look into the crowd, but you’re not there.
But still, the “what ifs” run through my mind.
Wondering, wanting, needing to know
What might have happened.

I hope you’re happy.  I hope you’re safe.
Write, every now and then
Just so I know that you still think of me
As I think of you, a thousand miles away.

I hope you smile, when you think of your time here.
I hope you laugh, when you think of all the stupid things we did.
I hope you remember my name, when someone points to a picture.
But most of all, I hope you remember me, for me!
Dev A
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Dev A  28/F/New Jersey
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