Thinking of You

You said my name each time I came back to you. I always returned to you, and you always tried to save me.

As the sunsets in 2018, I remember your words and my name; my name I do not utter.

Should I be myself, or is it just a word?

I’m sure you would know, but you are in the clouds, and I’m down here calling to you.

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