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Memories



I try to remember

the look in his eyes

as he stared into mine.

But I can't.

No I won't.

This isn't love,

it's just thoughts.

My life now.

I try to remember

that first time

his lips found mine.

But I can't.

No I won't.

Then again,

I want to remember

the good times

and the bad

because these moments

are my life.

They make me

who I am.

So I can't forget the past

I won't.

 
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Comments (2)

Chelsea12
<p>I like the end, but its just something silly I wrote during physics class.</p>
Chelsea12
<p>Just something I wrote in physics class.</p>

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