Tuesday, October 15, 2013

When You're Gone

You're here again
Like an apparition from the past
And I hardly know what to do with you.
The old routines are so familiar,
like coming home,
and I find myself falling back into place.
Years have passed
and you did not occupy my mind.
But suddenly I can't escape you.
I mull over my time with you, replaying each moment,
my own special memory.
But eventually you leave
and memories are all I have.

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