M any are the times
that I think of you and yet
E very tender thought
leaves me with somewhat regret
M emories of our
yesterdays when we were so in love
O ur bodies
and our passions fit together like a glove
R easons still
unclear to me, why you went away
I sit, I
wait, I cry I pine, almost everyday
E veryone
tells me to go on with life, to start out fresh and new
S eems they
don't know you like I did or love you like I do
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