tommy
on the beach in Hawaii.
you held my hand as we watched the sunset.
But you never told me why you said those sorry words.
it was the day you decided to move forward without telling me.
I haven't seen you since.
I don't know when I will get to see you.
I won't get to
I don't know where I'll be able to find you.
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