Remember the romantic.

Remember that you had him once,

deep inside you.

Remember the hours you spent,

honest in your search for truth.

Remember that you once knew happiness.

That before your feet grew weary,

you knew how to dance.

Remember the romantic.

Remember walking down the street

singing with whichever brothers

you found by your side.

Remember love.

Remember compassion.

In whichever way or form

it crossed your path.

Remember empathy.

Remember understanding how it feels,

and still feeling it even if you don’t.

Remember your spirit,



but fragile still.

Remember the romantic,

whose soul touched his skin.

Remember the romantic,

you once had within.

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