Or are you consoling me?
You came early but also a little late,
She was gone already.
There is no wound in my heart
So, don't try to soothe anything.
There is no sense of lost in me
You don't need to mock me.
I've loved her, not knowing what is love.
She is gone and I am lost.
Beautiful memories, all I have left with.
I don't mind the pain of reliving them.
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