I’m holding her hands.
Snow falls. Our lips burn slowly.
Snow melts on our lips.
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Love Destroyed
Thick gray emptiness.
Happiness cannot shine through.
She tore my soul out.
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Love Indeed
“She loved you.” “Indeed?”
“You were both happy.” “Indeed!”
“She left you.” “Indeed…”
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Winter Stroll
Snowflakes slowly swirl.
Frosty air reveals your breath.
Our lips are burning.
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Motivated? How?
For myself? Come on.
Can’t be bothered. Really.
For her… I achieve.
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