And I remember every letter,
Etched into my mind like flame;
But every kiss was written better.
Every touch of lips on mine
And every breath of that shared air,
Every time I lost my mind
For you, is written in stone there.
And every time I saw that date,
Full knowing it was going to end -
That, I remember in cold hate
And this madness time can't mend.
And thinking back on the above,
I know I've no right to your love.
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