Now and then I still remember when
We used to laugh too hard
At jokes we didn’t understand ourselves
Forgetting that the laughter turned out flat
When bitterness crept in
At slights we didn’t understand ourselves
And I wonder how I lost myself in you
‘Came uncertain as to what I ought to do
And I wonder how we went from
“Love-that’s-true”
To Gods
I cannot stand the sight of you
I miss our love
The silken fist inside a velvet glove
And sometimes I mistake that sense of loss
…for missing you
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