I'm gonna miss this,
The words we used to speak.
But we all know very well,
You're only the company you keep.
Memories return like flash flood.
A million tingles of passion.
But like all new trends,
It was just the current fashion.
My heart races as I hit each key.
Short on what's left to do.
Maybe I'll be strong enough to move on,
Maybe start off somewhere new.
Snowflakes melt,
Relationships end.
The fire burned,
The ashes, I send.
Look on back,
Think of me.
But all you'll see,
Is who I used to be.





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