No phone calls, no e-mails
No letters, no details
No telegrams, no pages
No announcements, no changes.

Nothing at all
To remind me of you.
How do you expect
To change my view?

I used to love you
But now I am not sure.
A lot of doubts are setting in,
It seems there is no cure.

You are a nice person
There is no doubt.
My heart says one thing,
Yet the opposite my mind shouts.

I am so sorry my dear
For the mess that we got us in.
Here's still hoping that in the next life,
Our paths will cross and things should be what they should have been.

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