When I think of you,
And how you've changed my life,
And self, too,
Nothing concrete can be used,
As an example of my love,
Because they are all so limited,
Because they can be touched,
And you can't be,
Which is why examples escape,
Any attempt to capture,
The feelings you awake.
And it's alright,
If you're going to run away.
The sorrow of your departure,
Would leave more feeling than anything.
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