Love Poems & Poetry

I walk through the hallway
not knowing what to do.
I remember the days when
they were good.
When I laughed and smiled;
instead of cried.

These are the days that I miss.
Those are the days I spend time
dreaming about.
Those are the days I cry
after “remembering.”

Now I walk through the hallway,
without a care in the world
(just like you).
Not wanting to waste my time,
crying over dreams
that’ll never come true…

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