when
memories
sneak out of
my eyes
and
roll down
my cheeks
i wonder
why
all
im left with
is just memories
and not with
her being.
nobody
had told me
life
would not be a fair game.
being
in this moment
is the only
fair game.
the rest
is just
memories...
memories of how i felt then...
memories of passed moments...
memories of games played or missed.
her memories
are all i get now
but my tears
the only thing real.
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