It's been years.
Then why do my thoughts end up thinking about you all over again.
Never knowing my own feelings, tried to convince myself these are nothing too.
I could suppress them, because I was the only one.
But it's been years, and your unknown already face is still in my mind.
How did I end up being so pitiful,
It was only a small part in my past, but I never forgot and keep coming back.
Do you at least remember my name?
Had I crossed your mind at maybe once?
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Immortal in 21st century
PoetryCollection of poetry/thoughts of a person struggling in the world