Something that seemed to drop out of the heavens into my waiting head....

Sometimes I long for you
I remember the joy in your laugh, the life in your eyes.
Sometimes I remember those days
When I still felt alive,
And we had the world.

Sometimes it all comes rushing back
Those days when I could still see the sunlight
When all things beautiful
Didn’t necessarily have a catch.
It seems so long ago now.

Sometimes I pause in my mechanical life
And wonder, what if?
What if it turned out differently?
Sometimes, occasionally, I see the smiles as they are
Not ugly, mocking ; just smiles.

Just sometimes.

The End

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