We love the many nights. And many mornings. And many evenings.
We had so much magic that seemed spent on a roll.
Ours was timeless. We had sequels. And even third. We all while we were one.
But, we did not love. Already, we are not wanted.
monsters would have killed you, as the song says. I would have killed me a kiss yours long ago. But time passes. And with it, distance.
and see you. I embrace you. But I get to kiss you.
And now I do not know what I have become, what you say I am ....
But I will play. Little do they seem to love . What's gonna love me a while, and if that then I go. 
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