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His hands, wrapped around her petite waist

Her angelic face buried in his chest

Glowing, beaming

From the warmth of his embrace

They seem content, in a state of bliss

Then why does it take my breath away

Drowning me in an abyss

Of dejection and despair

Pangs of jealousy

Paralyze me with anguish

Oh how I wish

I had never let him leave

He was the best thing that happened to me

A one man army, burdening himself with my grief

Consoling me, late into the night

Till I sighed with relief


May your love flourish eternally

May your strong silent shoulder provide solace

For I can only weep at the sight of my own weakness

For I know I’ll never replace

That pretty face