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I wish you was still mine Pain, love, all things we shared, Now I’m sitting here, waiting for Someone to open the door Not hiding the pain, the hurt, the broken pride Why does it hurt to think of you? These are the points which i collected from your poem. Thank you very much for this poem It shows the brilliance of your mind Love, its mysteries, pain, suffering, the sense of loss, deep wounds which may remain a whole life time. A very good poem. well expressed. Tha nk you dear poetess. tony