Lonely Past
I sit alone surrounded by a million strangers.
My broken heart is still falling apart.
Time tries to mend the wound
but the pain of the past overwhelms any hope of the future.
Every day the sands of time fall through the hour glass of life
each grain carries memories of a time that once was and of something that will never be.
Every time I see your smile I remember your eyes looking at me
and the peace I felt at that moment, I have never felt again.
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