Saturday

.:all in all:.

you told me not to worry,
you told me this would never die
i agreed.
yet, ineluctably, things fade a way
even love at some point disappears
that night with knives in your eyes
you turned around and walked away
such disdain
just like when She left,
and Nothing was left
now that time has passed
and i have grown
i know with out a doubt
i wished i had stayed

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