a letter to the girl i met last night by William P Strucketo the girl i knew from a dream, i miss you more than life itself and i wish i could remember your face or why you loved me so. life is not the same nor is imagination without you. i am nothing just as i was nothing before, only last night our brief time together - my life is empty and alone. you loved me. i loved you and now it is all but a vague memory from a reality increasingly far away. if you are ever alone and dreaming and happen to come across me once more, please don't forget what we once had and what may never again be other than a sorrowful memory in my soul. sleep well. 05/07/2003 Posted on 05/07/2003 Copyright © 2024 William P Strucke
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