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I replaced a part of me with you
ignorant to the thought
that you may leave me some day.

Now that time has come
and I now sit here
half a person
flesh exposed to the cold, monochrome world
that was once filled with colors.

Colors of which Your Eyes helped me to see.
In loving memory of Your embrace.
To the remembrance of Your exsquisite smile.
With treasured memories of your sweet, sweet words.

At the foot of its grave
I leave Our passion long demised
a brown, wilted rose.

Our love,
gone,
but never forgotten.

— The End —