Scribbles on post-its Hidden treasures Of thoughts once held Fleeting then fluttering Away like butterflies Or flower petals In the autumn wind
Moving forward in reverse Looking back At the notes or thoughts The this that was like this Lifelifelife(this)lifelifelife Just as you said it would be A box of memories
Each a lock on a bridge We thought crossed To the other side Or Ibiza Or, please, just one night But deception Is a two way street
That was then Hard to imagine And this is now Now for bye If you love somebody Set them free If someone loves you Don't fuck up
Every thought of past Moments and opportunities Lost I accept like a present A gift I'm grateful for And not as evidence Of a psychological disorder Some have called it love
This yearning desire To see it again in your eyes To simply say thanks For that day we played charades With post it notes So, please, don't be afraid It's still just me
You are free Be happy I hope you'll think of me Warmly And the future we almost made Forward in reverse Nowforbye Bye for now
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