We were only supposed to have a moment,
yet, it stretched on so much longer.
The way that I felt, so much fun and desire.
I could not give it up.
Love grew, strengthened by each touch, each song, each day.
We had picnics, and walked through gardens,
but mostly stayed in your room.
Our heat lit and led each moment,
our bodies said all that we needed to say.
Yet,
when does love grow tired?
When did we learn that this wasn't enough?
Was it a kiss that didn't feel quite right?
It could have been a word said in passing.
Maybe it was simply that we tried too hard.
I held on too long,
wanting a dream you were unable to provide.
I am in love with you,
and will always have been in love with you.
Keeping your memories will be my pleasure.
I look forward to remembering,
and hope you do as well.
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