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13 years on
Is it sad that i dont remember your face?
A picture but no memories, they are your only trace.
I wonder all the time what it would be like, for you to be by my side.
How things would change and our memories would collide
how different would i be, maybe it would change my identity.
But emptiness is left you were never mine
and with a nervous hand i re read that line
the truth is that when i looked today
i had no feeling it had all drifted away.
How can i miss what was never mine to hold
how can i feel something that has always been so cold
i used to dream but not anymore for time has faded the story once told
you heal with time is what they say but maybe its because it all seeps away.