the last time i kissed you.
or made
love to you,
or sat beside you
and held your hand.
i can't remember the last
thing we said
to one another,
how you looked as
you were leaving
for the last time.
were there tears in your
eyes, or mine?
i can't remember a
thing these days.
the past is such blur,
and the days go by
so quickly,
but i hope you're doing
fine.
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