Just know one thing,
That even as we get older,
I will never cut away the last string,
I hang on to this string because to me its not over.
I can't give up on hope,
Or hope will give up on me,
Sometimes its better to just cope,
So that hope can stay free.
And as you forget me I remember,
That the memory is what holds us together,
And nothing can take away that December,
Nor will you ever take away my forever.
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