At 4 AM,
A cloudless night sky
Had set the mood
For a detached departure
We sat upon the steps
Where we had
Our times
And she cried
Moonlit tears
Fell like stars
Down her immaculate face
And I…
I wish I
Could've cried, too
In our cold embrace
I wish I
Was weak enough
To cry
But I couldn’t, I wouldn’t
I wouldn’t let it hurt
I won’t miss you
Or so I said
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