Portrait

Have you painted me after all?
Have you portrayed what you desired?
Putting it on your bedroom wall...
And I bet you were sad and tired.

And I bet you were smoking lots,
Finding hard to resist that yearning.
And I was just one of your thoughts,
Hardly cheerful, yet disturbing.

Have I haunted you then, at night,
When it's cold and nobody's there?
At those hours spent with no light
Only loneliness did we share.

Have you loved me then, after all?
Though I don't think about that often...
But I wonder deep down my soul -
Have you loved me?.. Have you... forgotten?


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