As days progress,
It's become quite clear.
It was lovely,
While it lasted;
But there's no place
For me
In your life.
You're going down one path,
And I on another.
Your voice,
As you say
"Don't Forget About Me..."
Echoes in my head
As days progress.
You've become
A great friend,
And I'd hate
To force myself
Into your life.
I thought
You would
Be able to
Make these thoughts,
And feelings,
Go away.
But even your warm smile,
Can't make my emptiness,
Whole.
Millie Skosher
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