You keep coming back to me..
Like the flu at summers end ;
I thought I had lost the key..
To the door that opens
your memory.
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You keep coming back to me
Like the mold from winters eve ;
I thought I rid my home off it..
But here it lay again
beaming at ease .
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You keep coming back to me
Like pieces of that broken glass.
I could swear I had them cleaned ;
yet , tiny bits poke around..
In hopes of having me bleed.
Sometimes I wish,
I could read your mind.
Dust the webs of tattered memoirs
left behind.
.
Sometimes I wish
I could word, the loud silence
that fills our home at nights.
.
Sometimes I wish,
I had know you from decades ago.
So I could see that smile ,
one I have known through pictures of old times.
.
Sometimes I wish
You would love me..the way you loved him.
Wholly ,
Imperfectly ,
yet truly.
.
Sometimes I wish
we could meet again ;
As strangers ,
over lattes , talking ..
about all that haunts us.
.
Sometimes I wish ,
I could stop wishing .
But its the nature of our heart
To never cease hoping
for what if these were one day
to come true.
.
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