i Remember
i remember
speaking of love
from the heart or what passes for one-
speaking of you and only you.
but you had your
eyes closed
and joined hands
with another
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
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