When I put your name in my phone calendar,
I set it to repeat every year,
And now I can barely remember your face.
You were once important enough to me,
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The whimsical and temperamental nature of love is nicely portrayed in the poem. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
Damn, some things DON'T change, ...OR they take time (too much time sometimes) . I wonder if this is a window into your own life. I'll see if you posted a bio. 4 stars. bri : )