It plays again,
that song that I dedicated to you.
And now my eyes,
they spring to life.
Like the rains in the month of july.
My lips move along the words of the line,
A picture of you smiling to it.
The way your laugh fits to this tune.
The way you'd lean in to hold me again.
Every vivid memory paints my mind.
How much did I really love you?
That I still can't take away this pain?
How much did I really love you?
That somehow, you still stay?
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Skin Deep Memories | PO
Puisi❝Memories aren't meant to be forgotten. They stay. And with it you grow.❞ - //m. _____ a collection of poems, rants, snippets and quotes #100thou...
