I could not understand the scalding touches you grazed onto my skin. I guaranteed you I did not ruin your long days. If it would make you better, I still like you but see your inside and tell me what slept there.
I started to lose you when the nights became beautiful.
You would kiss my hand and tell me your devotion in a cycle that destroyed the 365 life flashes. Those three little words once lit a spark but died when I felt its playback.
I had the choice to forget you.
I began to wander away from you when you told me this was the 99th time you fell in love.
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