In My Memory

In my memory, he is there
just the way I remember him.
Fresh in my mind, he is there and it
doesn’t get old, him being there
all the time. I can recall him
anytime I want, anytime I want
to see him, I know he is there.
He hasn’t left yet but I know
I have to let him go.

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