After Love

Even if my burning heart
Becomes black and turns to ashes,
Even if I become a criminal,
I’ll still hold on to these memories

I still remember the times we spent together
We went through so many fights
So many tears and so much laughter
I’ve never understood pain
Or how to really be happy

I’m still waiting,
Waiting to get over you
Or perhaps . . . waiting for you
To return to my arms

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