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Useless Souvenirs

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?


We never know

Why we do what we do,

Nor see it coming

Once it’s about to happen.


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?”

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