Painful Encouter

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In a crowded pub on a Friday night

Their eyes suddenly met

And all the memories came back

“Is that really her?” he asked himself

Or it is his mind playing tricks on him

Don’t she know he was always searching for her

In the crowds, movies and books?

Is it too late to ask her for a dance?

Where he can lays in her arms and dream forever

Yes, it is too late

He is just a torn page in her book now

That night he went home with tears in his eyes

He didn’t know the meaning of loneliness

Until she walked away from his life

memories

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    • Thank you so much =)
      And thank you for sharing your link, I love to read other people work even if it is the same subject because each one of us has a unique way to express themselves and different perspective

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