When life called
I did not go gentle,
You could not easily answer.
We were not prepared.
Between broken answers
Shattered times
We spoke few words
Crossed too many lines.
I could not ask
(Do you love me?)
You never answered.
Recursive logic failed computation
Underlying assumptions were wrong.
Love is not a social utility
It goes beyond time and space.
Loved you once,
Perhaps.
Once and forever,
Maybe never.
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