A piece of my heart is missing

Not a melancholy whim

Not a flame that never lit

Not a stolen moment

There is a hole

A missing piece

In my soul

There is a difference

Between love and hope

Love exists in the present

Hope is a sometimes fleeting wish

Floating away

From love.


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