I would have lived in your arms
and melted with each kiss as if it was the first.
I would have counted the stars in your eyes every night.
I would have loved you forever, if you'd let me.
You would have been my everything,
now nothing more than a memory.
You could hold my eternity in your palm,
but you never had the time.
I would have cried when you left me,
but you never gave the chance.
I would have died in your emptiness,
but it wasn't worth the trouble.
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