With your picture in my hand,
I remembered what I had,
But not knowing what I lost.
They have come and go,
Just as you did too.
You said goodbye
And I bid you adieu.
Now a question came into mind,
If I was ever you friend
And if you were ever mine?
Time flies and no longer shall I cry.
This is to my past
Which never last.
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Unsaid Words
PoetryDo you ever just have those moments when you have so much to say but can't speak up? Don't know where to start and how to explain it? But you end up not saying it because deep down, the only person who can understand it is you. Everyone must hav...
