at night when it gets too hard
keep on thinking about me.
those sidewalks we once passed by
try to recall the touch of my hand again.
by the time when you're finally happy
do remember me.
keep me alive
let me lie there
in your memories.
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Other Than Forward
PoetryTo remember, To love and To always love. If people are able to choose their own path and have their own way of life, can't i just run another way other than forward?
