When tomorrow comes...
my memories of yesterday
will be cherished ones.
I will remember those nights
starring deeply into the
misty sky, while the wind
danced around us.
I will remember the falling
rain as it gently touched
your face, and the waking
of the sun as it crept
across our bedroom walls.
The smell of your cologne still
lingers within my mind.
Oh if only I could breathe you
back into my lonely arms.
I wait patiently with yesterdays
cherished memories.

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