Visitor
We have had memories ,
in this garden
now it is time for me to erase
and start all over again
from this day on,
I'm just a visitor,
just visiting.
it wasn't a perfect one,
but atleast we had love
you game me a price of your heart
and I gave you mine.
now is time for me to go
let me not see you cry
We both knew this was comming
just don't talk about the goodbyes
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