We weren’t supposed to meet
To fall in love
To dissolve
In each other’s arms
Like the colors of setting sun
If it was to happen
If it was destined
Like an intricately written plot
To fool the characters
Into their own oblivion
Then why is it…
When we met last time
To attend
The funeral of our estranged love
Burying endless tears
Along with many unruly unsettled memories
And many stubborn dreams
We couldn’t leave each other?
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