Learning the Hard Way...

"We'd be so good together," you said,
and looked into my eyes.
You kissed me and together we experienced
the breath of life, the taste of love.
"But why aren't we together?" I whisper,
alone, looking at well-worn photos.
I kiss it's memory; alone I experience
the sting of tears, the taste of goodbye.

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