The face we choose to miss
Are the hardest to forget –
Take the hand, what'll save the end
The saccharine sunset.
The fellow without the sign –
Our paths cross the same.
I feel the gap between our map' –
Still I claim you as mine.
- Author: anna_noday ( Offline)
- Published: December 4th, 2021 03:03
- Category: Love
- Views: 20
Comments1
I'm not sure if this person has passed, or it's a lost love, but I like it.
Maybe it's both:) I always try to give more options to the readers 😊
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