I have lost myself in DREAMING
I still spend moments alone without MEANING
It's been 17years, 11months since we both LEFT
Our childhood memories is all that is LEFT
I still have you in my photographic memory, yes I REMEMBER
But I did not get a touch from you in SEPTEMBER
Each thought I have of you makes a fallen angel
And every step they make back only makes them human
This isn't what I want, so I think of us in dreams
I am only a poet, I was born this way
This isn't a love poem, it only show us the way
I once waited for you yesterday to COME
But now we still go our separate ways in TURN
I am sending this poem into the open sky TODAY
Click into my heart if only you want a PLAY
I have lost myself in DREAMING
I still spend moments alone without MEANING
Memoir of a childhood friend
FOOTNOTE
This poem was written
1st December, 2010
At about 3am
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