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I am not parched for liquid gold or see-through amber,

But for the taste of your soul that I have missed.

These eyes, though tired would energize from your gaze.

My ears went deaf, my love, after the absence of your laughter.

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You left me without even a hasty goodbye,

I've been waiting for you since that cold winter's night.

I gave you the wrong answer to the one question that every soul

Would like to be asked, spending one's life together.

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But you see, I was only a foolish lover.

I was selfish because I never entertained

The thought of us together forever. I didn't know that

You held my future in your hands, at that briefest of moments.

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So bitterness is all I taste, no matter what I eat.

Silence has a heaviness that can be measured in weight.

My heart, once broken is now a patched, worn quilt.

Memories of what we had run like silent film running in my head.

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I thought I knew it all way back when,

When our hearts beat strongly as one.

Love was an endless fluid commodity, a perpetual torrent.

And our souls matched each other perfectly.

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I miss your words and laughter, the touch of your tongue on mine.

The way you held me tenderly before we made love.

My hand misses your hand in mine, most beautiful one.

I am sorry for my choices, for sleepless nights and wonder and regret.

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