Softer than a twinkie filling

I melted off

I was naive

Not knowing the loss

I could not conceive

I could not even breathe

My heart stopped

Lump in my throat

Stomach in knots

I perish the thought I ever met you

I blessed and cursed the day

I let you have your way

There is not much more

It evaporated

The heartbreak of lore

The purgatory fated

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