He threw his hands into the air
turned his face to the sky and yelled
"She loves me!"
I saw a strange death today
In the most unusual of ways
Because, you see, this man still lives
And his health is quite well
The death I speak of was in his thoughts
A memory he couldn't live without
Her eyes, her smile, her hair so soft
The way they both would shout
Always directed at each other it seemed
But always a game, never to be mean
Though life had lived on, their lovers changed
Their connection never swayed
So when the question danced from his lips
She knew they would never again be hers to kiss
So she cried and she smiled and she remembered so well
Then she took a jump from his memories
Out of his eyes she fell.
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