More loving one

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
One day,
whether you are 14, 28 or 65,
you will stumble upon someone
who will start a fire in you that cannot die.
However, the saddest, most awful
truth you will ever come to find––
is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved him, and sometimes he loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held him in my arms
I kissed him again and again under the endless sky.
he loved me sometimes, and I loved him too.
How could one not have loved him great still eyes!
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have him. To feel that I have lost him

I no longer love him, that’s certain, but how I loved him.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch him hearing.
Another’s. he will be another’s.
His void. His infinite eyes.
I no longer love him, that’s certain, but maybe I love him.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held him in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost him.

Though this be the last pain that he makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for him.


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