For You

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My friends, they dwell on their sad memories there
I'm different, I remember the good and the bad
I miss those days most of the time
Sometimes, I wish I can go back and relieve the past
But no,
It's still you that my heart longs
Memories of you aren't enough
I wish to be with you
But I can only wish, hope, and dream ...

This poem is solely based on "experience". A poem for myself about someone else.

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