noceur

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(n.) one who stays up late

Remember us tonight,

Of how we felt under the neon lights.

And if you ever go back home,

I will always be your threshold.


Remember us tonight,

Of how we danced 'till the night turned into

starlight,

And I know you'll be leaving from the one

place you've ever known,

But I will be one call away from the

telephone.


Remember us tonight,

Of how the neighborhood's scattered

porches looked in the dimlight,

As if we were the only silent souls in the

household,

With ever-running thoughts if you'd still

remember me when we're old.


When the plane takes flight into motion,

Picture me in the deep-blue ocean,

Constantly trying to cross the tides,

Just please don't forget me alright?


If you do have children someday in

that town of future nostalgic memories,

Tell them about the tales of our entwined

hands as a mini-series,

And how we had to let go when

circumstances sabotaged our luck,


But what we once had was enough.

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