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Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example “The night is ending and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.”
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved him, and sometimes he loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held him in my arms. I kissed him again and again under the endless sky.
He loved me, Sometimes I loved him too. how could one not have loved his great still eyez.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have him. to feel that I have lost him. To hear the immense night, still more immense with out him. And the verse falls to the soul like dew on a leaf. What does it matter that my love could not keep him. The night is starry and he is not with me. This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost him.
My sight tries to find him as though to bring him closer.
My heart looks for him, and he is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees. We, of that time, are no longer the same.
Another's. he will be another's. As I was before his kisses that were his first.
His voice. His bright body. His infinite eyez.
I no longer love him. but I love him more than I could ever say.
Love is so short, Forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held him in my arms, My soul is not satisfied that I lost him.
This is the last pain he has caused me, and I will feel it forever, like acid dripping on my heart.
and these are the last verses that I will write for him.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved him, and sometimes he loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held him in my arms. I kissed him again and again under the endless sky.
He loved me, Sometimes I loved him too. how could one not have loved his great still eyez.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have him. to feel that I have lost him. To hear the immense night, still more immense with out him. And the verse falls to the soul like dew on a leaf. What does it matter that my love could not keep him. The night is starry and he is not with me. This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost him.
My sight tries to find him as though to bring him closer.
My heart looks for him, and he is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees. We, of that time, are no longer the same.
Another's. he will be another's. As I was before his kisses that were his first.
His voice. His bright body. His infinite eyez.
I no longer love him. but I love him more than I could ever say.
Love is so short, Forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held him in my arms, My soul is not satisfied that I lost him.
This is the last pain he has caused me, and I will feel it forever, like acid dripping on my heart.
and these are the last verses that I will write for him.