Wondering
I always wondered,
What would it be like,
If you hadn't leave,
If you hadn't fool me,
If you hadn't tool with me.
I imagine a happy little scenario,
But it doesn't last anymore,
You quickly place me in the past,
You did it as fast as,
you placed me in your present.
But here I am,
Collecting dust like an old toy,
That no one wants to touch,
Or play with anymore.
~N.SR
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