Suddenly I’m into deep
when I’ve chased my dreams
down a dead end street.
I watch you in memory,
you were so much to me,
but now you’re somewhere
out there unaware
of how much you meant to me.
Who am I?
What has made me into
the person you now see?
I’m not perfect
and I will never be whole
because things I’ve left behind.
Suddenly I’m aware of myself.
I am aware of a time forgotten
now remembered as if
lived only a moment ago.
We kissed.
Do you recall?
I was in love
or so I thought
but you turned me down.
It was the best,
for the two of us,
to part as we did
but I still miss your lips
pressed against mine.
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