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来源: 于 2016-07-01 19:57:25 [博客] [旧帖] [给我悄悄话] 本文已被阅读：次

(Free Verse)

The Goodbye

 

As you leave,

your footprint softer than the summer's wind.

Your voice echoes as you whisper the words of farewell.

The words I don't want to hear.

Because leaving is a form of abandonment.

Leaving is like saying "good riddance"

I want to forget it all.

 

The days we shared at the beach,

frolicking under the Sun.

The nights we shared under a cloak of stars.

The laughter, the memories.

I can feel tears at the edge of my vision.

I let them gather and stay there,

blurring your retreating form.

 

If I didn't know you were leaving.

I could almost mistake which way you're going.

I could mistake your retreating form

for your form coming back to me.

Almost...

but not quite.




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