Moments Gone By
Looking back to all those days, the men I loved in different ways, flashes of moments go rushing by too fast to grasp even though I try, to live them over, and over again, but they slip away, and then I begin, to wonder why I can't own those moments gone by, why they can't now comfort me no matter how hard I try. Would I be open to new love if I could feel, that my past could be right now and real?
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Written by: Cara Marie Filipeli