because they hear the affection in my voice
and they notice how tense lines on my face turn soft
I keep telling them about things you don't like
or about something you did in your life
I keep telling them when I talked to you
they know exactly that I remember you
I don't blame them for seeing the truth I've been trying to hide
because I am here
and you are there
..but life doesn't end every night
nor when you're out of my sight.
xx,
Syanindita
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