Was it so effortless for you to cast me aside,
As though I had never dwelled within your heart, nor walked by your side?
Have you forgotten the beauty of the moments we shared,
When our souls intertwined, and nothing else compared?

Come, take your place beside me, let us recount the love we cherished,
The tender care we offered, the soft touch that nourished.
The pleasures we embraced and the pains we endured,
The separation we faced, our hearts steadfast and assured.
Let us commence with a smile, a gesture of grace,
And conclude with the bittersweet ache that time cannot erase.

My skin trembles with pleasure and pain—pleasure in every tender way you loved me, yet torn by the agony in the way you unraveled me.

Let us abandon the wounds we inflicted in our distance and embrace the quiet joy that once united us. Forget the anguish, and remember the love that first sparked and sustained us.

The more I endeavor to expunge every trace of you, the deeper you inscribe yourself upon my soul, leaving indelible memories that even time cannot efface.

Do you know the agony of yearning every second for someone you loved fiercely, while he has obliterated even the faintest echo of your name from his heart?

What hurts more?
Is it the void of your absence,
Silent, consuming, endless—
Or the torment of dreams,
Where I hold you, only to lose you at dawn?