Every now and again it occurs to me
what you and I were; will never again be.
Every now and then I remember your smile
But that rarely happens now, just every once in a while.
Every now and again I see you in a crowd
when I begin to move forward, I remember such acts are no longer allowed.
Every now and then I end up in our favorite spot
Then I remember all the things our love was not.
Every now and again I think about you
and now I sigh with relief that what once was has come to an end.
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