We never went to the beach together,
but the sand between my toes reminds me of you.
We never shared ice-cream together,
but the rich and creamy taste reminds me of you.
We never flied a kite together,
but the soaring wind tangling my hair reminds me of you.
Do not get me wrong love,
for I am not in love,
I am melancholic and homesick
for the love that never was.
No, I am not in love,
I am melancholic and homesick
of the memory, of the doubt.
We never read a book together,
but the smell of crispy paper reminds me of you.
We never walked under the moon together,
but its peaceful glow reminds me of you.
We never said goodbye,
which is why I remember you.
You will always be the long forgotten whisper in the wind.
Your face behind my eyelids will be the light guiding my dreams.
But do not get me wrong love,
for I am not in love.
No, I never loved you,
but I always will.
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