Remembering When You Loved Me

When you’re on your own, you have to learn to be strong.

I can’t forget those memories, so I have to learn to treasure them.

When you’re on your own, you have to get used to loneliness.

The color of forget-me-nots can last a long time.

I’m searching, searching for the person who is missing this rib called “me.”

I believe someone is waiting for me.

I believe love needs

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