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[emperor]

Why is it the ones we love
Who hurt us so?
Why is it the ones who make us laugh
Who make us cry so?

I would do anything to make you happy
So I must forget you loved me
I hope you will be happy in his arms
So I must forget holding you in mine

Yet I will remember the times we shared
In some secret corner of my heart keep them
So that when the spring is past and the sun shines
I can return to that starry evening

The crocuses must die
Lie underneath the walnut
buried in the dark
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Comments

[mhw.livejournal.com]

*sends you a little hug so you know you're not all alone*

[naranek.livejournal.com]

*hugs tight*. Phone # in memories ... if you think it'd help to have people around, call me n we can go to the pub n catch up (or come to The Calling ..). It might not get better, but it will get more distant, promise!

Good poem, btw ..

[halibut.livejournal.com]

*tight hug*

Ahhh, Matthew, I'm sorry you're hurting. You're never alone though.

*sends warm, friend-thoughts*

[calendril.livejournal.com]

Mmm, what he said, more eloquent than I can... *hugs*. Let me know if you'd like to meet up, Matthew.