my name is green

Thursday, February 9, 2012

A Promise, Broken

Yesterday, after many years, I went to the place
Where the stones remember
They remember the day I told you my dreams
And the day I said I wanted to hold you.

You said you believed in my dreams before you held me
You said the dreams would come true

Then why are you not here,
When I dream,

I dream of you.

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