Second Meeting
I remember 7 months ago
Sitting on my car, hoping to be found
Then you found me
The only Utterance from my lips, a simple "Wow"
Then we met and began to relate
You kissed my cheek that night
I never wanted to let you go
Down that path together that day
Somehow we split apart and haven't spoken since "I'll talk to you later"
Ironic it isn't later yet
Is there no moving forward?
Can we never speak again?
Have you forgotten me?
Do you no longer care?
Should I move on?
Or could we start again
Meet again in some lonely parking garage
You dressed to kill
Me dressed depressed and wrapped in my shadows
Could we start again please?
I long to see you again, even if you hate me
But just to see you again
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