Days run,
weeks walk,
months crawl and years wait.
As memories draw their last breath.
Time was our best gift,
love was the dearest lift,
but we lost feet,
and we can't fit,
then we found pit.
Ordinary people we were,
in same world,
different words,
running to one wand,
to give dis world the greatest magic.
Love.
If hearts'll ever be true,
find just a day to be guilty,
who could be,
the beauty?
Or the tamed beast?
But somethings will never be,
like the thing we didn't say.
We didn't say goodbye,
but said apologies,
for dreams killed,
for the unborn children,
for the unacted scenes,
unwritten stories,
and hugs that never gave warmt.
Even the kisses blown waste...
Goodbye my love...
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