Falling Out
the mind shuts out
what the heart
does not forget
and i ask myself: "how could i?"
there was a bridge that spanned
our discrete lives together
a link to a world
only we understood.
every day, the memories take me back
to where we have been
every night, i smell my pillow
and there is you mixed in the jasmine of my dreams
i look back now and i see:
it was not the shortness of time we kissed
i sought beauty and only beauty...
it's not true we did not love
nobody knows except my heart
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