pavement

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"Love was discovered here"

is what you read in the pavement

where we first kissed,

with a permanent marker and some paint,

in a shaky handwriting.


5 months later,

love was no more

and you left me with nothing but regret

and a feeling of loss.


So now,

when you go back to that pavement

where we first kissed,

all you can read is a desperate

"Pain was discovered here"


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