If I had forgotten him
Since a very long time
Then tell me why I see him everyday
In my dreams, before sunshine
If it’s true that I had forgotten him
As we are miles apart
Then why do I feel as if
He still exist in my heart
I ought to have forgotten him
I think…, I feel…, I might…,
Then why do I try to find him
In the range of my sight
I hope to have forgotten him
So I may move on…
But why do I change my mind
Every time, with the wake of dawn
Tell me, if I had forgotten him
As I still don’t feel the same way
The way I used to, years before
And the way, before he went away…
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