if I had a dime for each time
I missed you, I could travel
back and forth at will.
but even so,
I know I cannot go
so I shall stay here
on my own.
With the memories
you've given me
and the pictures and things
I hold onto
the smiles never leave me face
and I shall go on
holding these moments for myself,
all to myself
they are all my own
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