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One act was all it took
to cut the thread.
You couldn't forgive yourself,
and I couldn't forget.

One look was all it took
to fall back into routine.
We fastened a make-shift knot.
This time, neither of us was very keen.

One word was all it took
to bring back the rigour.
The barrel was already loaded,
all we did was pull the trigger.

One reminder was all it took
to travel down memory lane.
The bad always outweighed the good.
But we still chose the pain, yet and again.

One infinity that became our existence;
A loveless cycle that never really ended.
Just a couple of intertwined hearts,
which, once broken, never fully mended

One line to explain it all;
all the love and all the remorse.
We kept thinking of what could be,
and failed to see how it really was.

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