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How do I forget,
The moment that we met?
Was it meant to be?
Or was it to make me feel gray?
Waking up with your name in my head,
Smells your perfume on the sheets of my bed.
Watching our favorite TV show way back,
Was it my feelings that lack?
She must be happy with you,
You must be happy with her too.
Is she pretty?
Or is she just like me?
The flow in every story,
Is a painful memory.
But looking at your photos with her,
She's got nothing to fear.
Here I am, watching you from afar.
Plays your favorite song in my car,
I want to tell you something that I know,
I can't move on, I still love you.
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HER BOOK OF POETRIES
PoetryA compilation of poems that I wrote throughout the days.
