Birthday

I forgot her birthday
And this time I was warned
She closed the book
And our story terminated
Then and there.

I always remember her birthday
But she doesn’t care
She said it is over
Because I care
I cared too much.

Is a birthday the difference
Between being in love
Or just tagging along?

June 15, 2017

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About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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