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I loved you then,

I love you now,

wake up each day

nake it somehow.

Put up a wall

shield all the pain,

try as I might

the hurt don't change.

Your smile haunts

memories gone,

it hurts although

i've done no wrong.

Remembering the

Buskers fair

felt like it was

just us two there.

The short goodbye

our final kiss

it's those three days

that i'll most miss.

I loved you then

I love you now,

my love won't

I don't know how.