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Jul 2020
I didn't see you coming until I stumbled into your
Eyes
I didn't notice you leaving - only felt the space
When you were gone
And the whirlwind of passion and
Pain

Love is always that way - a moment
We hope to build into a lifetime
And then - the questions
There are always the questions

CouldΒ Β it have been different -
In another place and time?
Do you miss me -
At all?
Does the night wind ever call
My name?

We always need to know - but we can never
Be sure
We can only hope and tell ourselves until we believe it
That we mattered
That our life touching theirs held
Some meaning

This is all we can hope for - really
In the end
Written by
Jeanette Gagnon
52
   Juneau
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