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Sometimes it's just not meant to be but walking away is more difficult than a love that wasn't ever really there.

Submitted:Oct 7, 2012    Reads: 27    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

In my mind, you're across the world and I know the days won't end

Where I will no longer think of you, think of you my friend

The journey is long on the road of love

And no one knows the future

But forward is not where I now go

Still trying to get through without you

Loving you, oh loving you, move me through this fast

To a day without pain nor memories, of a wistful, distant past

For what kind of life is living

when you can't seem to move beyond giving?

And love has no recourse than to die

when unreturned and lost swimming

In an ocean divided between then and now

Please bring me back to the shore

So I can stand firmly on this salty earth

and walk away, mé amore


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