Forlorn Love
Do you remember
those magical evenings on the rooftop
holding hands together,
gazing at the skies as night falls
soaked in the warmth of twilight
we stood there still
looking into each other
solving the mysteries of love
Had time frozen then
i would not pen this down
but it flows
like an endless stream
came a day when truth
dawned upon us-
my ways were not yours
your dreams were not mine
As I light a fag and
watch the silvery smoke
penetrate the dark
my mind stirs in silence
as this little fag
smokes out my life
giving me solace
so does my love
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