The Forgotten

Where are you?
Where?
The one who once stood here, where have you gone
Who?
The one who’s love has lingered on
Where?
Upon my heart, my mind, my lips
When?
When once he kissed my fingertips
Why?
To leave when so much I have to say
When?
Vowing to return one day
Who?
No longer matters, because he lied
What?
And now the love I had, has died.

The Forgotten

monica cassan

Joined December 2007

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