promise me

into the fire on my own
i know i won't see your face again
are you sitting there alone?
are you thinking, like me, of the laughing times?
or of the sad and loving times?
everything that's left of us is fading away

promise me to think of us
as a time so wonderful
promise me to think of us
still bright, still colourful
promise me to look back at us
as a time in your life you enjoyed

the absence of you is killing me

can't you promise me to see you?


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