By Violet
Date: 2004 May 12
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faded

he doesn't call anymore
or write
their connection has muted and withered away
in her heart there is still a gentle ache
for what could have been
but he had his chances
moments in which her soul cried out to him
begging to be held, to be kissed, to be loved
he knew every inch of her heart
and exactly what she was thinking
they were best friends
that flirted
and danced
and watched sunsets
talking about poetry and religion and life
he had plenty of opportunities to give in
years of unspoken passion and love
faded into nothing but fragments
that had once hoped to be made into memories