Why do I sit by the window
Remembering what I should forget;
The ghost of your love likes to taunt me -
It lays in the place you once slept
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a very touching poem indeed, Lora. there is no end to goodbyes for the beloved till the last breath.
lora this is a beautiful well written poem. the last stanza is very touching. Reminds me of someone from my past. a good read
Such a tender heart touching poem. True there is no goodbyes for loved ones but short meetings in memory.