Mourning
I love you so fiercly, it reminds me of how i loved god. He broke my heart too.
How can something nonexistant be so cruel?
I mourn everyone before you, everyone after you, everyone here now; None of them will ever love me the way i love you. Not my mother, friend, foe, or lover. And you were never mine to begin with.
How is that fair?
I've been destined to lose in this game you didn't ask to play.
How is that fair?
We mourn.
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