10.14.15
you were like a dream to me
you came and went so easily
and when you were here
i was drowning in your love
and when you were gone
i had nothing to hold onto,
just a memory.
perhaps someday you'll come again
and i'll treat you like a long lost friend
and the petals of a once budding romance
will wither and fall
and nothing will catch them either.
This poem is about:
Me
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