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trying as hard as I can remember

but you seem to slip by my fingers

even how your voice land in my ears

or how you breathe, blink, smile and walk

i can never tell how far you've been

you have the same look in your eyes

same spark but with a certain look

that tells me that you're gone

you are not you anymore

the person who walked with me

that smiles with tears in her eyes, 

who blinks her fears back

and breathes slowly, peacefully in their sleep

in my arms, and that one sunshine 

that would never be the same as

the day we've left each other behind

you're not you and i am not me

we've moved, faster and away from each other

but it was indeed a treasure

that one moment i knew how precious someone could be.