I cannot find the words to say
The things that should come easily.
No longer am I filled with thoughts
Of things which once were dear to me.
It’s not that I’ve forgotten them,
For they are always in my heart,
And I could not stop loving you,
But then, I’ve know that from the start.
I guess I never really tried
To leave those memories behind,
For even now it seems to me
That they are often on my mind.
It’s comforting to know that now
Those thoughts no longer make me blue.
Perhaps in time they’ll fade away.
For now, I just don’t want them to.
Dec. 6, 1986
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