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On this lonely night, when the raindrops fell on the window sill making it the only sound existing in my life I think about the words you asked me Pete, it keeps repeating inside my head but why? Why did you ask me that?
Why not me? I asked myself, time and again.
Why not me, Pete? Why didn't you stay?
if we loved again,
maybe I'll love you right,
maybe I'll make you stay,
maybe you'll choose me,
choose us...
Choking back a sob everytime I sense the familiar scent,
eyes lingering to find you, to realise that you're long gone...
Is this how it's supposed to be?
How sweet it was,
To be loved by you,
held by you,
worshipped by you.
The feeling of missing you,
can't be forced,
cant be denied,
tearing me apart from inside.
eeeenby Sat 17 Feb 2024 07:34AM UTC
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