Few memories never grow old

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PC: me,  lovely flowers at my window plants
Your thoughts still rule me, day and night,
A constant presence in my sight,
I try to move on and leave you behind,
But memories of you invade my mind.

How can I forget you and all that we had?
The moments we shared, the good and the bad,
You left an imprint on my soul,
A memory that refuses to grow old.

But as time passes and wounds slowly heal,
I know that one day, I'll find a new zeal,
And though your thoughts may still linger on,
I'll find the strength to finally move on.

Copyright ©️ Suma Reddy

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Before I tell what degree and occupation I hold, I am a simple, sensitive and Emphatic person because this would reflect in which ever role I play in life either personal or professional.

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