Did I expect you to come like lightning rays
When thunder rolls across the darkening sky?
Did I expect you to come like the imperceptible fall of padded cat’s feet
On dry leaves of late summer?
And how did I expect you to go?
Quietly like snow falling in my hair?
Did I expect you to go like a mad hatter
Wild hands tearing at the air?
I could never have known.
This makes me feel so sad. Do we really expect our loved one to leave? No I expect our love to last forever.
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We want it to, don’t we? I hope to find a love to last the rest of my days. Funny, Diana. I was just this minute, thinking about this.
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