And here I am…
Walking down
this familiar cement sidewalk.
Recognizing the
same forbidden pathway.
Following all
the same cracks in the pavement.
Hoping that
they still somehow lead me back to you…
And here I am…
Walking down
this familiar cement sidewalk.
Recognizing the
same forbidden pathway.
Following all
the same cracks in the pavement.
Hoping that
they still somehow lead me back to you…
Anonymously Hal 
Beautiful, as always 💕
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Thank you 🙂
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I can really feel the nostalgia from this one. Some people leave, sometimes we get them back, other times, we meet better people. Beautifully penned, Hal! Hope you’re doing amazing ❤
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Nostalgia is a good word for it! Thank you Wardah! I’m doing good! Hope you are too!! ❤️🙂
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That’s great!! I am doing good too thanks for asking Hal! 🤗💛
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Good to hear!!! 🙂
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Why do you make me cry?….I’m simply sliding the pictures from your words…they’re slicing me – the cuts…while I’m shedding the blood….I don’t know how many times I’ve read this poem, Hal….it’s painfully beautiful ❤
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😭 Thank you Navin! Glad you can feel the emotion behind my words ❤️
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Oh yeah…I can….like crazy ❤️
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