Four months I had the only hope:
To come back and see you again.
Still I don’t know how could I cope
With roughly inflicted pain.
I couldn’t find a place to run
To get rid of my dark thoughts.
But someone cannot escape someone -
The truth that always holds.
Our love (if any) was very short -
No more than twenty days.
So, “Vive l’amour! L’amour est mort”
We’re walking diverging ways.
To N
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