Was talking among friends,
was peaceful and breathing free,
seeing you after months,
brought back memories,
of your final decree.
We parted as friends,
when we had met as lovers,
we met again as friends,
the dead leaves,hidden now,
under the covers,
of the book on which you wrote as we part,
my single minded,devoted heart.
After the show,
I came to you,
today,am just a name to you,
some believed,was just a game to you,
but I know you,knew you to be,
someone who was once in love with me.
Maybe it was closure I needed,
all advice painfully nourished..unheeded,
For I had to talk to you,love,
to see your heart through your face,
which once had bled,
but now had fled
with another,making me embrace,
A new start,
On my part.
Thank You,Love.
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