I
see her
the face
is
familiar
every
curve,
every
line
I vaguely
remember
though
it seems
eons
ago;
I miss
her,
I think
she
is me
but
not quite,
not
anymore.
I
see her
the face
is
familiar
every
curve,
every
line
I vaguely
remember
though
it seems
eons
ago;
I miss
her,
I think
she
is me
but
not quite,
not
anymore.