humming

Something could be as nostalgic and real as a memory
But this something does not always seen as a happy ending 

I came home
With a mind full of notions
Of that something
And the ifs contained

By telling how
And wondering who
There must be an absolute answer 
of why it had to be as what it has to be

For when and where
will none know 
From now to then
and in between

Will I never once 
turn my aching back
For my stronger legs
run further away

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