I retrieved a memory yesterday in the snow
I remembered we used to walk
In the rain sometimes
Stupidly croaking like frogs on way
To the pizza-place
I think here, I chase lost moments
Kissing hot men never returns
The feeling of our warmth and
No matter how many lies I tell myself
I miss you tenderly.
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