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A Shakespearean sonnet about the pain in finally letting go. |
To dream of sun-soaked days and better years Brings no respite to soothe my weary heart For in my dreaming, hope is turned to tears As truth proclaims our souls are now apart I held your hand so softly for so long And chased away your fears with tender kiss So now alone, I sing our empty song That draws me in to artificial bliss To see those pale blue eyes light up for me Or smell the subtle sweetness of your hair Those places in your heart I long to be Are locked away where you no longer share But even to this day I love you so So much that I shall dare to let you go |