I hung on your every word,
Every movement of your lips
Was a significant motion.
Every kiss left a simple notion,
I treasured your devotion.
Your absence made me weep,
Every time you went away
My heart sank into an abyss,
Our arguments seemed to burn and hiss,
Until you returned, restoring bliss.
Now, of course, I understand.
I was wrong about our private puzzles.
Nothing to be shown publicly.
Our "love" was never meant to be,
That was not how you felt for me.
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