Alyssa and Ben


She was the song
in a chorus
Unheard.
you were the summer
in her winter of verse

Yours was the melody
she wanted to learn;
it clung to her lips,
in silence they yearned

It seems as though now,
you forgot every word
in a field full of flowers
she was the first

There once was a song
you reminded her of
she no longer longs
yet she still loves

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