I loved the day when the swords

fell from the sky

and you and I did nothing

but dance to avoid them

until we tangled into one.

Even in that illusion

I’ve never felt something so real.

And even if yours is a face

I’ll sinfully forget,

I’d hope that time is kind enough

to let this memory remain.

Know this,

I only let go assuming I’d be back again.

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