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Do we ever truly stop loving someone?

Or do we just learn

Do we just teach ourselves

To forget and let go

Childish fingers unclasping

Around the string of a balloon

Letting it fly away

Because memories will fade

Like the henna disappearing

From the hands of a bride

Left at the altar, but

Your words will remain

Long after your promises

Crumble like pillars of sand

Under the weight of reality

You said

When your lips first touched mine

It felt a lot like home

Words, words, words

In a tidal wave

Of what looked a lot like love

But homes can be left behind

Along with baggage dumped

At airport terminals

At unsaid goodbyes

And on the virgin lips

Of your lover’s first kiss

Addictions can be broken

And jigsaws destroyed

People can be reduced

To ghosts that will dissipate

In your memory,

Never looking back

Loose…

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