the love that could not last

wrapped around a light beam

she was. with him

unraveled the cinnamon bun

she had him and he had her 

breakfast lunch and dinner

walked around holding hands

half the day

yet whatever was going on 

in the romance department

no defenses run so deep to 

hold the world off

 

the life of them passed like the sun

basic filaments burning 

less than a year since they met 

caught that fiery orange contagion

cross the sky 

dreaded (came the darkness)...
there, now (she knew it)...

embedded (all the memory)...
it's over (she said it)

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