By Charles Robert Lindholm
I’ve Tried To Forget
All About You
But It Seems The Memories
We Made Together
Are Like The Match
You Can’t Blow Out
The Flame Reignites
In My Heart
In The Silence Of The Night
In Secret Dreams
My Soul Won’t Surrender
I Want To Forget
And I Think I Have
Until I Wake Up
In The Morning
And Start Missing You
Again
The Flame Reignited
Copyright Ā© 2018 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
The Reluctant Poet 
Sometimes I have to say damn the replay. But l love it.
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Memories of a lost love – beautiful yet sad.
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Yes, ’tis true but eventually a new a better path shows itself! Thanks so much for commenting.
xoxo
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Oh.. the memories of the lost love..we never forget them,, they just get etched deeper
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Yep! Well said, “etched” to be sure. But time does have a way of putting us on a better path.
xoxo
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Yes time the greatest healer
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