Nineteen - Ache

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You're gone.

Ash,

My sweet, sweet,

Ash,

Is gone

Forever

Eternally

You

Are

Gone.

I crave another

Kiss.

Not the final one.

Another

Like the violet one.

I can't think anymore.

I couldn't think

When you were around.

I can't think

When you aren't.

What is this

Paradox

That love has given me?

A constant

Want

A

Need

To be with you

To be at your side.

To see

Your brilliant grins

One more time.

To know

That we have each other

One more time.

To hear

Your chuckles, your giggles

One more time.

To smell

Your violet breath

One more time.

To taste

Your lips on mine

One more time.

To feel

Your hand in mine

One more time.

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