In the dance of hearts, a poignant song,
I loved a soul that felt so wrong.
Rejected echoes, silent cries,
Yet hope persisted, reaching skies.
Through the tears, a tale unfolds,
Love's narrative, as destiny molds.
Their gaze averted, paths diverged,
Yet in my heart, the flame surged.
As I stepped back, released the tether,
Love's script unfolded, strangely weathered.
In the silence of my absence keen,
Echoes of affection unforeseen.
When life's curtain veiled my view,
They found the love that once they knew.
A cruel paradox, a bitter truth,
Love realized in the void of youth.
Yet, in this pain, a wisdom gleaned,
A love transcendent, undeterred, uncleaned.
For in the ebb and flow of fate,
Love persists, resilient, innate.
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