They say
time heals old wounds.
But they
never knew her.
I did and
have not forgotten.
The silence
of my room is omnipotent.
No laughter
no tears.
Only solitude
love.
A schoolboy’s dream
an adolescent fantasy.
Bodies entwined
like ribbons of twilight.
Passion long exhausted
friendship departed.
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