My heart has been stricken
By the most bitter cold of all
The grief of acceptance
That she'd never take the fall
I, just a moment
A haze in the years gone past
Never given the chance
To prove what could last
My eyes see a future
Filled with her memory
But not even for a fleeting moment
Do her eyes envision me
Relegated to a name
How does the heart forget?
The ones that it fell for
The ones that it regrets
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