Things to do
I sit in solitude
staring off into
pictures of you and me.
Thinking....
Reminising
of the way things used to be.
I feel like I took
everything you ever gave me
for granted.
Your trust, your friendship
I took it all and
left hurt, pain implanted.
All I can do now
is stare off into
pictures of you.
Hope, faith
Rememberance...
Thats the only thing left to do.
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