He who's not loved

Nothing would be more beautiful
than to spend my life with you
there has been such a contrast
between those few times we
were together and all these
long nights of sorrow...now
that I'm alone..oh, the bitterness
of behing without you....with
all happiness...sorrow must
accompany...they go hand in hand
you live in my heart...it houses
you still...who can know...
he who has never loved....

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