Sep 26
I wonder if your care was ever true,
In waking hours, I never knew.
Our last words linger, lost in dreams,
Where nothing is as real as it seems.
You gave me a mint, cool and sweet,
But in the silence, we did not meet.
If only I could hear your voice once more,
To say goodbye, like before.
But dreams are fading, soft and slow,
And now, my dear, I let you go.
In waking hours, I never knew.
Our last words linger, lost in dreams,
Where nothing is as real as it seems.
You gave me a mint, cool and sweet,
But in the silence, we did not meet.
If only I could hear your voice once more,
To say goodbye, like before.
But dreams are fading, soft and slow,
And now, my dear, I let you go.
The reason that I don’t say goodbye, because it hurts me. I rather let people say it first, then I will feel better. I’m selfish person, I’m sorry for that. This is real.
(29/F)
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