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Of all the bittersweet farewells I've lived through why was ours the one that hurt the most? —it was without anger and without closure too— It was nothing but silence on the other end of the blue
Of all the bittersweet ties I've ever managed to build why was ours the loudest when it snapped under pressure? —it was without daggers or blades poised to cut— It was nothing but the void screaming to reap its lot
Of all the bittersweet words I've ever said why were the ones to you the most that stung? —it was without conviction and full of regret— It was nothing but memories of the things I won't forget
Of all the bittersweet lives I've ever touched why was mine the one that never reached the sky —it was brief, without respite was the heartbreak— It was nothing but giving and letting go but I often wonder— was it for whose sake?
