Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Gone girl...

He walked by her like she wasn't there
Made of nothing but memory now
Distant. Fading. Gone.

I'll never forget you
he once swore
How could he forget her
He loved her he said

Air. Memory. Remainders.
Fading. Disappearing.
Just reach out your hand
and I will always take it

Or walk through it
Smoke. Haze.
Clouds on the horizon

Who was she now?
She didn't know

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