Lily, that was her name
and she was my friend.
We never said a proper goodbye,
just went our own ways silently.
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Lily, that was her name and she was my friend. We never said a proper goodbye, just went our own ways silently. I hope one day Lily understands that certain feelings are as simple not be silly And that life's ketchup and mayonnaise only awaits her love so hot as chilli Otherwise life is just lost like the smell of sweet milk and vermicelli
This was soft... not really melancholy... It was meaningful. And brought about me a soft mood that wasn't really sad but also not so sweet. a mixture of both, I suppose. Great poem. I love the name... Lilly.