Bye?

Bye? short poem

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do you think 10 years from now you will remember me ? my voice ? the feel of my hand in your hand ? have you forgotten all of that already ? im leaving your life for now thank you for so many years of so much but i dont know where or who i am. i care for you so deeply it swallows me up sometimes. will you find me ? or are you set on giving up on me. i will not look for you anymore its time i find myself instead. communication isnt ever over, look for me. write to me. find me outside of this phone screen. ill tell myself i wont wait but i will. ill look for you in everyone as i have for the past almost six years. ive found parts of you, the best and worst in almost everyone ive met. but im no longer going to keep this up im exhausted ive carried our burdens for too long, carry mine now ? all i ask is that you never forget me, have you already ? do you remember my eyes the way they sometimes fill with too many tears, my hands too tiny to encompass your body and my kiss no longer lingering on your lips. remember me, find me if you want but for now i have to go.

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