It is a torment to see your face in other people
To be reminded of you with a similar hair style,
the happy clothes choices, the goddess walk and stand.

It is a torment to have felt love for once,
But yet being unable to have that love reciprocated.

It is a torment to know I loved you,
to know I did everything I could for you,
and yet all I got in return was pain.

©2019 Jahaziel E. Magana

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