A time bonded,
an infatuation sprouted;
you and I,
Before.
We had no ending,
no saying of goodbye.
We had no chances,
no words could tell why
And for this I'll carry,
For all my life.
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Mementos
PoetryI wrote poems of her, about she and me. romances of him, of how we became us, yet we can't be. . . . Let me hear your voices after reading. Please leave your comments after😊😊 HIGHEST RANKINGS #13- in moving forward #59-in hoping #23- in poezie
