Your Footsteps In My Heart

Whenever I feel really sad
I hear your footstep's in my heart
In my tears they start to swim
Your pictures, your memories, your musings
My lips, they quietly call out your name
My mind reaches out to touch your face
But you are nowhere near, you were never there
Just my fate mind playing with my emotions again
I hope that I can explain someday
Reasons behind my exile
Reason that I had to choose this fate

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