However, and wherever you wish to be,
come rain or shine or the winter snows,
I wish for you,
I wish for you to carry on and forget about me,
because I,
I am but a memory,
so please,
please do not pine for me,
because I will be across the sea,
and although we have drifted apart,
do not hold bitterness inside you,
for what good is being frozen in time,
frozen in time,
thinking of a love that was never meant to be.

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