Remember that time
I ran away
To paint the colours of the sky?
Running away from
The unbearable idea
Of having to let you go?
And remember when
I gave you up,
Just like that,
When I could’ve had you forever?
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We never know
Why we do what we do,
Nor see it coming
Once it’s about to happen.
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Now I daydream of the time
When we meet again
In a far away land,
from this, our town.
We’ll laugh and remember
The good times,
The pain, a distant memory
Neither one still feels.
We’ll sip our coffee
And reluctantly say:
“Remember that time
When I loved you
And you loved me too?”