Thursday, January 9, 2020

Dwelling in the past

You challenge me with your love,
I wish I could win you enough.
But that's not what's said from above,
Day by day it's getting tough.

I see myself in your eyes,
Not pained by the changes around.
From the falls I arise,
As you lift me up from the ground

Gone were the days I laughed
Brushing off; thoughts of the world
How would I ignore the moments passed
Wherein; I laid in your arms curl'd.

Wish I could run to my past
And turn things around,
And make all those memories last,
Dwelling in every light and sound..

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