Just when I think I’m over you,
I’ll see your face again,
And then it brings back memories
Of how it could have been.
You act as if nothing has changed,
Except that we’re apart.
You look my way and smile and wave,
And then my heartbreak starts.
I wish my mind would let you go
And let my heart be free,
But you would still be in my heart,
And there you’ll always be.
March 20, 1979
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