Reverie

I don’t want to see you,

‘cos when i see you, i want to kiss you.

Capture you in a stare, dare not blink in case i miss you.

So forever fresh  i’ll keep you,

in heart, soul,  mind, continue

to savor  what little we were able to have,

Alas! fate said it wasn’t meant to… be

Believe you me, it hurts you much as it hurts me.

but shit happens, life’s a bastard and by truth all men are set free.

So it seems that you and me are destined to be no more than a distant memory,

of what once was, what could have been, now lost in silent reverie.

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