I want you to see me.
I want you to remember me.
Pleading,
a plea to the sky and stars.
Maybe it'll be the messenger.
of my words that no one could hear,
of my words that no one could remember,
No one except us. .
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I Should've Hugged You The Last Time I Saw You
PoetryWould it make any difference? If we knew that it was the last time we would see each other again?
