Was something missing?
Or are we waiting to be found?
Long lost on one's self-manipulation,
That we have misunderstood.
How can we further understand?
What do we truly want?
Maybe if we do not ask ourselves,
We are about to see something out of the ordinary.
Maybe if we are not going to exaggerate what seems to be just a feeling,
We will learn that there's nothing much to it.
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I Should've Hugged You The Last Time I Saw You
PoetryWould it make any difference? If we knew that it was the last time we would see each other again?
