Day after day
Poems and emails from you were erased
Pictures with you were trashed
So that when it is time to leave
I could start anew
But don’t you worry my sweet
For there are things that are kept
Not to remind me of what we used to be
But to help me not to forget
Of a wonderful experience
Day after day
I hope memories of pain will be erased
And broken pieces of me can be trashed
So that when it is time to leave
I could start anew
Start anew with you.
03.25.06
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