So Smooth

May 15, 2010
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A song will play on the radio,
Each word would remind me of you,
Your scent, your feel,
The way you left—so smooth.

You were my first friend here,
Your heart was ultimately kind,
But with most first loves,
The world is seen blind.

Wherever you were,
I needed you like air; like food,
But as the song ended, I thought:
The way you left—so smooth.

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