since the day that you left,
ever since you let go of my hand,
and ever since the moment
you said it is done.
clinging on to the things
we have shared,
holding on to the promises
we have treasured,
and not letting go of a bit
of every memory.
wandering to the usual places
where I might see you
‘cause here I am still thinking
of you coming back,
hoping you might come home again.
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