As the days fly...
Forgetting the promises to keep...
Unfinished letters in my drawer... Unfinished paintings...
Promises to call... promises to write... all unkept...
There was a song to write... but i can’t remember it now...
I wanted to catch a rainbow... but I don’t want to search for it now...
As the days fly...
I’m forgetting the real me...
2 comments:
Juby dear... its not actually forgetting the real you.. its discovering another u who is inside of u!
this new me is really boring... ;-)
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