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Nov 2014
I keep thinking I will see you again, my best friend, my love.
The reels in my mind play over and over again, what if...
Each day away, a day of sorrow, in a lonely tale of me.
And you? What becomes of you, I wonder and wonder.
My heart pounds as tears stream silently from eyes that search hopless.
Tears, like you, fall away never to be apart of me again.
Closure they say, is for those who have moved on, estranged ones have no closure here.
Abandoned, left never knowing why, left with all these empty promises.
Those lips I would have kissed forever, the hand which fit perfectly with mine.
The beautiful person I cherished loved and adored, whom I still feel so much for.
May have well been a dream, of which bliss woke up to a nightmare.
I know I need to let you go.
I wonder when I will feel better again.
Always the fool, I will always wish the best for you.
Even if it is not me, beside you.
For you ar never coming back.
M Tamura
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M Tamura
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