The days are long and you’re not here.
I tried so hard to forget your name, your face, your being… you.
I succeeded until my ears heard a mention of your name.
Your name, now, cannot escape from my mind.
I know I will see you again.
I am almost certain of it.
My only wish is for the past to be left behind.
For it to not be in our heads so we can be what we were:
Friends.
~14 September 2000~
*This poem could be a part II of "Tonight" or it could be read separetly. You decide.*
