..gone.

Will you be my friend again,

Will you smile at me again,

Will you say hello to me again,

O, dear love.

Can I hold you one more time,

Can we talk one last time,

Can I see you once more,

O, dear love.

But of course, I am more than know,

Of the unchangeable two-word answer.

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O, beautiful soul, nowhere to be found,

I feel empty of your absence,

Yet I’m filled with memories,

Running in my mind,

unreachable, unchaseable.

Now you are the sand in my hand,

sipping its way through my fingers,

and blown by the wind,

back to where each grain belongs,

on the outstretched beach,

so are you O friend, returned,

Where you eternally stay and so I pray,

for you, and solemnly wait for my turn.