you left me all alone.
while you went to her,
held her hand,
and now all i can think about
is how you loved it when i played with your hair, the way you sang to me, and the goofy smile you greeted me with in the morning.
and mostly i remember you saying "i'll never leave you, i promise."
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cafune
Poetrycafune (n.) running your fingers through the hair of someone you love.