The Past

Sometimes the thing that keeps coming back never left in the first place, though you had to forever let it go.

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THE PAST

You never have to forget the past.
You never have to regret the loss.
Pain and grief do not forever last,
Any more than a stone gathers moss.
Doesn’t matter where the road has led.
Doesn’t matter what was never said.
(Nor why your heart lies empty and dead!)
You don’t stop loving someone when they fail to try.
You don’t stop loving someone when they say goodbye.

Eschew all those who skulk around you

Ordering you how and what to feel,
Trying to harden and unbound you,
Claiming the past is lost and not real.
No, embrace the sorrow and regret.
Never let the world make you forget.
(Nor the soul of love you sought and met!)
You don’t stop loving someone when they say goodbye.
You don’t stop loving someone just because they die.
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