The Futility of Love
I watch your back till it disappears from sight
I know every inch of your skin
Every expression your eyes can make
I hear your angry whisper in my ear
Your playful laughter ripples over my skin
Tomorrow it will be only a memory
Today I am being ripped in two
Every tear has your name
As they slowly drip down my face
I wearily wipe them away
Wishing I could as easily
Wipe the memory of you from my consciousness
Why could you not love me
More than you loved yourself
Why could you not hold onto me
Why would you not let me hold onto you
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