Someday

I am trying to write a song

I know I’ll never sing,

the words going around in my head

have a familiar ring.

They speak of a love

that has been lost

and which I need to find

no matter what the cost.

The dreams I once had

have been shattered,

my love for her was all

that ever mattered.

Now sitting here alone

I try to find

the right words to say

just in the off chance

she might hear them someday.

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