Take care. Goodbye,’
I said to you.
Decades ago, once,
In the august noon.
Yet here we sit,
Hand in hand.
Why so,
Under this lovely moon?
I asked you to keep upon,
The word to leave me alone.
Never to meet you again,
With love flowing in my veins.
And I tell you tonight and every night,
What a lover may speak,
To a lover,
All about myself, my life.
The time you left me,
Time of despair that may be.
Every single second passed,
Like light years full of memories.
And now I see,
Why I wait for so long!
As for a goodbye,
It was too late, for you to be gone.
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