I'm calling you she said. .
I'm answering you but you can't hear it
It's inside my head
It's in the beating of my heart
It's every time I thought that you love me and you love me not
Until you lost me...
How I wonder do you still call me?
I hear you not..
Because you see...
I only hear those who are alive for me not those whom I forgot. .
The Forgotten
Celebrated in a poem is remembered. Later, they come back to haunt, but not as long each time. :D slc
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