Drifting further away from the familiar. It's all the same, but doesn't even feel similar. The Times have changed and so have you. You're not the person I thought I knew. I try to get by but I just want to die. How long has it been since I made this tragic sin? As the days go on, acting as if I'm fine is just an outstanding con. How I long for the days of old, when you were with me whenever it was cold. You helped me through every sorrow, promised itd be better tomorrow. Don't leave me alone, I can't do this on my own. Now youre gone and I have to move on. Deaths gentle embrace brought me go this heavenly place. It's filled with this great dream, all the memories, oh how happy we did seem. I long for the days old. I suppose it's too late for that to be told.
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Those Old Days
PoetryA simple Poem. As times and people change, our memories are forever. Cherish them, yet don't get wrapped up in them.
