Lost Love.

I cry when I think of the lost days,

Of things that were left unsaid.

 Of a love that went untold,

And a heart that went unread.

I wish that I could hold you,

And feel your gentle touch,

And let you know my darling,

That I loved you very much.

 

 

 

 


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