Sad

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Time passes and tears dry
The heart learns to cope
The eyes learn to lie
And life grasps at hope.

Fears of pain still prevail
Loss kills all bravery
Love was set up to fail
Truth succumbs to slavery.

If all that passed was true
If all of this was meant to be
You left me, I forgave you
What more has time to see?

Birthday

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I can imagine a hundred ways
Of wishing you well;
And anxiety has me
Under her breathless spell.

I concoct words to try
To see, if you feel the same;
But you must have by now
Quite buried my name.

I remain your first love
So, I wish to wish you:
Here’s hoping then
You find another love this true.

(I know you’ve read my text
And yet you choose not to reply,
You let me down one last time

I now will cease to try.)

December

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Can it still be my favourite month,

When all I do is remember

The time I was happy and festive

Once, in the month of December?

I think of how it won’t be the same,

How there won’t be cookies and cake;

And, amidst the lights and angel hair,

Will lurk one, shadowy heart break.

I wonder, as this season prevails,

If you let yourself remember,

The love, laughter and kisses we shared,

By the ending of December.

I know the cold will seep in deeper,

It’s the first since you went away;

But just maybe, as the Tree shines bright,

Life shall let smiles in another way.