I wonder as I'm passing by your name
If I shall ever look at it the same.
Has it really been a year since we met?
The time apart has helped me to forget.
Your shadow, the mere memories of the past,
Will haunt me for as long as days shall last.
Just the thought of what you could be; How sweet!
But reality never could compete.
My second love; I'll never be the same,
Yet one day, I will not recall your name.
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