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I remember the last time

like it was yesterday

though it must have been

over 6 years ago.

It was June, I know that.

If I knew it would

be the last time,

I would studied

each moment.

I would have memorized

every freckle,

every dimple,

until I could trace you

with my eyes closed.

I still think about you

every day.

You were my first,

and the last thing

I think about every night.

I browsed photos

of you and her this morning;

she is so happy

like I could have been.

But alas it was not meant to me.

You were never

supposed to be mine,

but I am forever yours.