Sometimes I think of you.
Not always, but enough.
You were here, then you weren’t.
I wonder if you still remember.
It’s quiet now,
But the rain pours,
It’s vibrating silence.
I never asked why, but I never had to.
I already knew. You knew too.
What we had,
What we lost,
And maybe what never was.
Time only moves fast when it’s running away, when it’s taking you further from me.
Isn’t it easier not to say it?
but doesn’t it still linger?
You never told me,
I never told you.
We both knew.
It’s just stifling solitude.
Sometimes I think of you.
You do too, but never enough.
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