New Flames Become Dying Embers Part I
I do love you,
Too much for my own good.
Every time you're gone,
I'm compelled to pull us back in.
We used to be so close,
Inseparably in love.
But I could only be walked for so long,
Before I wanted to do the walking.
I don't want to get even,
I don't want to get you back.
I just want to be your friend,
But it seems
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