Watchful Eyes

I still say your name

Still dream of you

Still remember your little games

and hope you dream of me too

I guess this wasn't meant to be

But why did you have to go?

Why couldn't you have stayed here with me?

Why was I the last to know?

I search for you every night

in darkness' eerie light

I know you're here, and yet I cry

As I watch over you with watchful eyes

The End

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