There will come a time when
I'll wake up one morning
and you won't be my first
thought. You will leave my thoughts
slowly, but one day I'll
suddenly realize
that yesterday, you did
not even cross my mind-
not one single time. I
will at first be shocked, and
scared too, because I will
have begun to forget
a part of my life that
I don't want to forget;
however, I ought to
remember that there will
come a time to move on.
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PoetryThis is a collection of poetry and prose about stars, love and the like. It is a glimpse inside my mind and a full view of my soul. My thoughts are like celestial dust: quite useless on their own, but once they come together, create a star that give...
