Is it too much to ask
To see your face again
To help ease some of this pain
I need to know
Why its only you I'm thinking of
I guess I really fell in love
Can I hold you one last time
Or is it too much to ask of you
I wish I knew
If you ever think of me too
Maybe it would help me move on
And it just might
Help me fall asleep at night.
Sometimes I see you in my dreams
And we live happily ever after
Then I wake up and remember
That you are long gone
And you've already moved on
But that's hard for me to do
Because I really loved you
I wish there was a way to erase
Every last memory and trace
Of you because we're done
We were only meant to last with the sun.
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Seasons (Poetry Story)
Poetryas the year goes by seasons change and things that blossom go away [POETRY ANTHOLOGY]