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whats she doing now?

is she with him?

does she love him?

more than she ever loved me?


is he doing things better than i did?

making her smile more than i could?

making her laugh more than i ever did?

touching like i never could?


does she remember me?

will she remember me?

do i want her to remember me?

why do i care? .... because i felt love.


by Michael "Stbz" Quaife.


This is the only so-called poem ive ever written, it might seem like crap, but it felt right.


Thank you for reading it.

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