Jingle

​That familiar jingle played

over and over sending
me back.

To where we first met
in the cramped elevator
on the 32nd floor.

You were like a lost
puppy looking for
your way in the
Big apple.

I offered my hand
and you never let go,
until that fateful day
when i left you behind.

My love for you
echos in the wind,
dear don’t forget me.

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