You still come to my mind.
I still listen to that song,
The one you told me about.
I need to move on.
Each beat reminds me of you,
When I could hear the rhythm of your heart.
Every note resonates in my head,
And I fall asleep to the soft lyrics once again.
As I walk through the halls,
Staring at the walls,
All I want to do is meet your eyes,
But those piercing green holes scream goodbye.
YOU ARE READING
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