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She's become a faded memory

My once upon a time

letters now placed in a box

Her distinct penmanship marks every line,

At times I look back in fondness,

Yeah

those were the days,

We would take long walks underneath the sunrays

Feet buried in sand with every step

Taking snapshots of the memories we chose to collect

Her smile,

What a smile that was to see,

It lit everything up inside of me.

Her embrace,

Soft, caring and tender,

Her voice alone made me drop it all and surrender,

She had no idea that my sun set in her eyes,

So it rained down on me when I wiped those tears she cried.

unable to wash away the impression she left on me,

the memories are fading too slowly.

I wish I had her here again to hold me.

the minute my heart cries out her name,

I succumb to that knowing pain,

that what was lost can't be regained.

And

That road,  came to an end,

I realize now Love was never a friend,

It Makes no sense to pretend or hold on like I'm not losing something,

Actually I never had u so in retrospect I lose nothing