The past is the past
and people say
things happen
for a reason
I'd like to think
things come along
not fate,
but by chance
our actions form
the world we live
the good, the bad
the indifferent
Whatever the cause
I'm celebrating
my life here
and now
The skies are bluer
my smiles are wider
...my mind
...many thoughts
To see you
touch you, kiss you
...you can feel
what's in my heart
I'm dreaming the day
you verbalize
you feel the same
...for me
You make me better
I won't say complete
You came back...
for what?
we'll see......
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