Is It Goodbye?

Is It Goodbye?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is it goodbye?

 

 

 

Now that I am gone,

drowning in my tears,
we say forever and for

years
we and our feelings and

fears

 

Just like the swaying of the

trees
our pounding heart agrees
water flows, that changing

breeze

 

shall I just let these grow,
feelings here
in my Imagination
and silent dreams

 

as I Sleep, I will remember

the love that you sow

 

—I hoped it might grow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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