Burn

It hurts that I remember, it hurts that you are not mine

It hurts that you exist without me-in this moment-in this time

It hurts that I know nobody will ever live up to your name

For you are one and only my dear, if you only knew how I cherish your name,

It hurts that your memory is burned in my conscience, forever in this time,

If it were to be over sooner, I would only ask to see your face one last time.

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