Your thought comes seamlessly,
like a cold breeze after rain.
It lingers there, enveloping me in a cold embrace,
I always work tirelessly to make it go away.
Your thought is becoming an addiction,
something that I long for,
even knowing what it entails.

And yet the momentary inclination-
of what could have been were we not the people we are,
brings about happiness so immense,
that my heart longs to explode within its cavity.
For it knows no other way to respond,
to a feeling of this gravity,
no matter how long it lasts!



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