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Heartache
I know it's silly
...
i use to fall asleep
i would see your face
my eyelids would fill
with bright colors
and my nose would
breathe in your scent
and i would hold you close
in my imagination as if you
were close enough to hold
in my arms
...
It was so beautiful
It was almost magic
a gentle tear would slide
down my innocent cheek
I guess thats what love is
...
but even the sunniest of days
can invite a storm
and thats what i saw that night
grey and black and that was the moment
i knew your made your choice
...
Have a nice life, old friend.
This poem is about:
Me