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By Jon Date: 2002 May 09 Comment on this Work [[2002.05.09.11.12.20923]] |
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Just grasp it in the palm of your hands!" I yelled while grabing your arms. "Noooooo! You're sooooo weird!" you screamed in fright giggling "Come on please? I just want something to remember you by." "I'm right here in front of you!" "Yeah, but someday you won't be." "Oh..." You grabbed the pen and started to grasp it. "You see someday when you are gone and out of my life, I will find this pen in either my desk, car, backpack, work...wherever, but someday I will find it and maybe the scent of your perfume, your lotion, your skin, you, will still be on there. And I'll take it all in and I'll sigh a great big sigh and I'll remember this exact moment in time. Someday I will find this pen, and I'll remember how much I loved you." And that day is today. I found the pen in my drawer and just like you the scent is long gone. But the love isn't. |