How is it possible for someone to be so exceptional that you can't forget them?
They remain in the same spot in your own reality,
Where you wanted to recreate every single moment of that night.
Repeatedly— and you will never get weary of it.
Bringing happiness, blossoming love and affection,
Feeling astonished the first time you felt those butterflies in your stomach,
I'm over my sadness.
I have given up wishing.
I simply want to cherish every last ounce of you.
Even when all that's left of you are small shards of memory.
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I Should've Hugged You The Last Time I Saw You
PoetryWould it make any difference? If we knew that it was the last time we would see each other again?