I remember

I remember
Things I shouldn’t.
I remember
So clearly the past.
I remember
That very night.
Stars shining brightly
Gibbous moon bathing us
With silver light.
I remember
When you left me
To save yourself.
I remember
The pain
The sorrow
The tears
The emptiness
The hate
When you said good-bye.
I remember
The cold sweeping
Sweeping through me.
I remember.



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