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Think of me when you see a lily,
or when the radio plays rockabilly.
Like i see you in Parisian lights,
and on lonely cold nights.
Maybe our stars never aligned,
and love was out of mind,
Yet I feel so inclined,
to go back even though I put the past behind.
On autumn days I wonder,
if your eyes flicker with somber,
when you think of ocean waves,
like mine do when I hear similar names.
Do you look at lovebirds,
and are at a loss of words,
as the memories flood in,
and your composure wears thin?
Do you let the facade fall in stillness?
stare at the ceiling with numbness?
or am I still yearning,
for a love that is never returning?
-thatoneareskid