Cassandra's Caprice
Friday, August 17, 2007
goodbyes
a plane takes off
a car drives away,
and we save our goodbyes
for another day.
the letter unsent
the call unmade
we'll never forget
the games we've played.
and now i'm gone
and wish i could say,
but indifference causes
the words to slip away.
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