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by Jeph Johnson

Why can't I leave you
when you left me years ago?
My heart was tied to you inside
when we said our first hello...

Though goodbye's all I remember
and not at all apropos
I'll tell you this; my former bliss
has lost its will to grow.

Why can't I have you
when I had you years before?
I gave myself sickness and health
pseudo-matrimonial metaphor.

Perhaps if we'd have married
our love may have transformed
and you'd be mine, and I'd be fine,
now and forevermore.

But never did that happen,
no wedding did occur.
I am left to cry, wither and die
and remember the way we were.