Journey Back To You

Journey Back To You short poem

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If I ever lose my way, promise to help me find my way back,
I know it won’t be easy because it’s such a setback.
If I forget who I really am, remind me as you always have,
You’re the only person I can depend on in the long run.

If I ever look at you without love, make me see us through your eyes,
I want you to be creative, I want you to improve.
If I forget all the memories we’ve shared together, then help me relive them,
You’ve always been my rock, my special gem.

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@bashir, an ardent wish for guidance. A loved one enjoys the trust and faith of the heart deeply in love.
In adverse circumstances, what better person to turn to, for advices and remedies for confusion and forgetfulness of a love gone lukewarm. Lively write.


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