Sometimes, I close my eyes and remember.
The dazzling smile you'd unfailingly show me.
Sometimes, I close my eyes and dream.
Of what could have been. Of what wont be.
Sometimes, I close my eyes and try not to cry.
As my memories attempt to drown me.
Sometimes, I close my eyes and pretend.
That I don't still love you....
But where's the fun in that?
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