10. Remember

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I remember the way I missed you when only minutes have passed.

The times you said my name for longer they should've last.

When I called your name it left a sweet taste in my mouth.

Going along with your whims leaves my thoughts going south.

But now it feels so good creating by my self.

It seemed a bit better when I remembered you were someone else.

You made me hurt when you say you have to go.

And all the useless paintings of you- at the wall I want to throw.

And all is left are just thoughts and your ghost.

I don't beleive you already know I love you the most.

By A. Gordon

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