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how much I could have loved you


you didn’t stay to see

the serenity of my being as soon as I get into the sea

the spark in my eye when we would go outside to watch the sunset

or how I’d play with your hair in a crowd of people

being your perfect partner in the middle of a party

and how I’d make sure your energy is connected to mine

you didn’t stay to see how deep I get into my words

and how I’m the most vivid person in a concert of my favourite artist

that by the way, will be much more meaningful now singing to those lyrics that apply to you

that will only be a distant memory

and a desire of what was not

of the love poems that will never be sent

of your little universe of weird things that I’ll never get in

of the cheap dinners in Rotterdam that will never be made

even though I see your face at every table for two

you didn’t stay to see how much I'm capable to love

 
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