had I not
already known
what your arms
around my body
feel like
your skin on mine
our breath confined
to the space
where our thoughts connect
and our souls entwine
then I'd known
there cannot be a truth
in what they say
for it must be infinitely better
to have never loved …
than losing
what has since
become our fate
but then again …
it is too late
..
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