In the quiet of my restless mind,
I wrestle with what they say.
They say he's a bad person, but I disagree,
For in him, I saw kindness and empathy.
Three months of love, now tangled in doubt,
I question myself, what I'm without.
They paint his laughter in shades of dark,
But in my heart, it left a mark.
His touch, once...
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