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All these things
have happened;
I still love.
-with a part of me that never
Ends

Was I a bad man
did this happen because I
held on too tight-
or not tight enough?

remembering the ache
I fell harder than thinking possible
Only could she do this.
feeling the warmth
I alighted and soared
Only she could do this

listening to her music
and with tears welling
I smile.

times were never perfect
two separate beating hearts are never
perfect
Except
those times
-and the world fades around
All is inky and inconsequential
the din of the city
roaring it's silent roar
at either end of the alley
an Exit
that neither of us
wanted to take
Then.