Reminder

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I saw you for the first time since yesterday

And it ripped my heart to pieces again

I had just finished putting it back together

But your presence was a reminder


That your face is not mine to look at

That your lips are not mine to kiss

That your hands are not mine to hold

That you are not mine


You will never be mine

You belong to another

You will never dream of me

You dream of her

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