Every pain struck deep within
Reoccurs hatefully as I cry.
The thought of the past
Is a lost emotion
I never want to remember.

I sat in the hallway
Head in my hands
Crying without embarassment.
I felt your touch across my hand.
The gentle touch of love.

Maybe I am losing my mind
Or simply changing
But I know, I am with you
In your mind.
I know you care...

So I leave this memory
Stitched in time
As I grow farther away
From a place I never wanted to be.
But, you will remain immortal in my heart.
 
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