For David,
Nothing good lasts, that's when you know its good:)


Hallo Goodbye

Seems like we are ever at life's waving bay,
Sending off memories and time,
Desperately waving at things dear to our hearts
As slowly they are wrenched from us by forces unseen.
If not the waving bay,
Then it's at the dock, or the airport,sometimes the bus station
Regardless of the place, there is a great significance....
At that point we lose, we are lost...
And we are left to wonder if they will ever come again...
Those friends
Those lovers
Those memories.
And all I am left to think of in my lonely heart
Is just how much it never is fair,
That just before I finished hallo
It is already time for you to go.



Poetry by she
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Written on 2007-02-15 at 08:59

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