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YOU, I AND SOMETHING...
I hate thinking about you,
but I loved you, once,
I love feeling about you,
But I hurt you, twice.

And what left of us,
You, I and something... broken?

I smile at our memories,
Your teasing, and your worries,
I loved all of your faces,
But why I doubt it now?

And what is there to prove,
You, I and something... still?

No; I have moved on,
But have I?
Wrenched heart asks,
And how long?

It will behold on:
You, I and something... broken.

© Alwin Sunil