MY
My - can I call her
that way... and yet is there any other that's more mine than her...
No - I'm talking to
myself... it is the only truth which I can stand... although this truth is
there just for me.
Again she is mine - at
least as unfulfilled dream... My - as a thought and desire... My - as
longing... and need from which I don't want to leave. My - as well grave and
destiny. Mine - just mine.
Against all odds and in
spite of all - Mine, and forever will remain mine, because we tied the
brightest glow and with fire that we burned and I will not go away, of all the
memories, till I completely burn up, because what would I do with my life with
someone with whom I will not burn feelings such as with her.
Therefore, it is my and
I will not give her to you... and I will be happy because she is mine...
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