Her

For quite some time

Once I could,

And there was a time when I could not,

I would not think of her.

It was too beautiful

And too painful

And I did not wish

To sit with what I had lost.

But in truth,

It was not a dream,

For she did love me

And I did love her

And it was real.

But I do not know how

To speak of these things

And now having lost them

I am even more,

At a loss for words.

For they are holy things

And I, here in the dirt,

Fear my words,

Would somehow taint them.

But I was young once,

And happy,

And we were in love.

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