Dear Friends-that-were

writing poem

published 1970-01-01 00:00

updated 1970-01-01 00:00

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I wonder now how much
I still linger in your thoughts
Insignificant acts, now given weight
Casual communication, analyzed again and again
Are you haunted by my presence
In the palace of your mind?

i wander through my own recollections
things half forgetten
left unprocessed
scavaging through ashes
for what was once trust

I don't know how you will deal with this
But I won't forget you and all the things we did
Transparent with my demons
But I won't hold on to pain

the wind softly blows
i submit to the rain
growing gently, once again