I leave,
Not knowing you at all
If but for just a mere minute.
I hoped in that minute
That you will arrive.
And maybe remember,
Like it was the end of our time,
To tell me I've been
Held in your heart.
Though,
I have felt your spirit
Move and pull me
Or was that just a dream
I imagine excitedly?
And time, comes, as
Lightning strikes
To break
The silence of our frustrations.
Then,
You leave
Not knowing me at all
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