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I REMEMBER
So well I remember,
Can I forget
Those long summer days
When you and I met?
The moors were in heather
And I was in haste;
My heart it was yearning
Your lips to taste.
But you were indifferent,
Your eyes were elsewhere,
Oblivious to me
And life wasn’t fair.
So I buried my pride,
Gave in to sorrow.
I’d learnt a hard lesson,
There was always tomorrow.
Now that day it has come
And we’ve met up again.
You express your regret
For the ache, for the pain.
But I can’t now rekindle
Those feelings I had.
Time has taken its toll,
Our story is sad.
Ultimately sad – certainly
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Thank you, Derrick.
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Sometimes past loves have to be left in the past.
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I’m sure that is so. Thanks for commenting, Candice.
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This is imbued with poignancy and yet so beautiful
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I’m pleased you approve, Megha.
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