loved you then

"not yet"
it echoes in my head
the warmth of your solitary embrace
leaves traces on my skin

i would love to mourn
for all that is lost
between us
and our future
but the tears won't come

neither will the words
so soft and sweet
repetition in my brain
a mantra for my current existence
the words never spoken
never exchanged
on how i loved you then.



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