Rubble and dust, memories and their remnants strewn, like the aftermath of a storm, as it passed with such ravages to scar my body and soul.
We met in the strangest of circumstances, brought together by happenstance in the pursuit of a greater bliss.
Though who you were at the time, I could not have known.
Though who you are now, I wish I didn't.
For the short time that you so graced me with your illusory affections,
I only poured out sincerest devotion,
But alas to no avail.
You will sing your swan song for many and more.
All I want now is to hear you from afar.
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