remnants of feelings
stirring in my breast
impressions of love
fluttering in my heart
residues of desires
lingering in me still
vestiges of visions
caught in a glance
shadows of sorrows
stinging my eyes
snippets of words
echoing in my ears
fragments of memories
straying into my head
scraps of thoughts
wandering around my mind
traces of scars
hidden inside me
elements of regrets
haunting my dreams
Yes, I think I may still be in love.
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