Midnight Memory
I could not sleep
Then she came back to me
Late in the night
As rain beat on my window
A midnight memory
How the mind drifts away
And I recall her face
How she used to smile
Some of things
That she would say to me
Naively beautiful
We would laugh together
Now its just all changed
A midnight memory
While I cannot sleep
She comes back to me
poem by Matthew Holloway
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