It was the last day of May that you told me to wait
and for me to have faith, that one day, a reverse goodbye.
Back then I asked why did you have to be away anyway?
I questioned if we would be okay.
Asking a compromise, perhaps just until next Sunday?
I pleaded that you'd always stay.
But alone, you need time to retrace your own way.
Despite your absence, I promise that I will not sway.
Today
and for me to have faith, that one day, a reverse goodbye.
Back then I asked why did you have to be away anyway?
I questioned if we would be okay.
Asking a compromise, perhaps just until next Sunday?
I pleaded that you'd always stay.
But alone, you need time to retrace your own way.
Despite your absence, I promise that I will not sway.
Today
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