I wondered why, if he loved me in the way I wanted to be loved, day by day, why would he leave me in the way he did? If the wind changes from soft to wild, and the oceans run from flowing to roaring, why didn't we love and fight ...and still exist? Why didn't he try? was it so hard to look me in the eye to say, "good-bye?" Were there too many walls over too long a time standing between us, that love could never break? I wonder why my skin keeps its own memories that I can't shut down. Like my mind and heart, they live with me every day, reminding me that love doesn't last and isn't stronger than life. But... do you still remember me?
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