Sitting, recounting
Three months can feel an eternity
And I can sing every word and thought
They torment every cognitive relapse
And I remember --
Your smile, your frown, your tears
Alcoholic trips down memory lane
And new paths to be walked down.
Will you remember
Years down the road;
That unpaved, hole ridden map --
It bears no resemblance to what you think.
The street signs give you away,
And in the glare, I watch my reflection.
23 concerns, 71 worries, 270 hesitations and
315 desires to be near you.
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The deafening silence
The one-sided embrace
The longing to know your smile
The craving of your satisfaction
The knowledge of your happiness
I remember...
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