One day, my eyes will cease to wander,
One day, I’ll stop searching for you, One day, I won’t needlessly ponder, One day, I may not care about you.
But today, I still seek you in every passing car,
Today, I still wonder where you are, Today, I still pray you’re safe and sound,
Today, I still see you when I close my eyes.
Tomorrow, I hope these feelings subside,
Tomorrow, I wish to forget you were mine,
Tomorrow, I want to erase your name,
Tomorrow, I hope we never cross paths again.
In the future, I wish you’d be a distant memory,
In the future, I hope you fade from my thoughts,
In the future, I’ll still wish you well, But in the future, I hope my heart has no room left.
The Narratives - Mohamed Miah 
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