I lost it all, a simple mistake.
of everything, I can't explain.
I simply look and you are there.

There to smile, and that you care,
and there to say that you agree...
I don't believe it, nor do I you
believe you, in all you prove
I do not think that I ever will.

I simply write with key board and quill,
as my heart pours forth nonsense
still to my logical mind, you are real...

I can't find you, can't find you here.
But let me explain me.
I know of nothing and no one,
though of all things, I care.

Of the smallest expression
to the greatest of tears
in the fabric of your heart that you wear
on my heart,
and theirs,
and why we don't share anything with anyone anymore...

The End

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