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I waited like a fool but to no avail,
I had lost you even before the day had begun.
Love lifts your spirits, makes you cry in joy,
It never weighs you down and makes crescents under your eyes.
It makes the whole world a shade brighter,
And yet your world appears to be a tint dimmer.
Love is never hurtful or unkind,
Then why is your pillow still wet from your last fight?
The fight is over, let’s call it quits…
How can I when there was no love to begin with?!