Tuesday, September 1, 2009

first love.

Three long years
Come to a close
We give back belongings
Books and clothes
I let your memories
Fall from my mind
With thoughts of us
From past times
As I close that door
And throw the key
I walk away
So peacefully
The pain, this time
Is slow and deep
No anger, no violence
A silent weep
I’ve burned the pictures,
The notes and songs
I still don’t know
What I did wrong
I lower my head
And forget your face
I walk away
So out of place
My steps are shorter
My breaths are too
My life has been altered
With the loss of you.

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