it was her

“love is dead,” they all say


but he’s always disagreed


it was her smile that brought life to the world


it was her voice that guided the dead


it was her laughter that made flowers bloom


it was her touch that created joy itself


it was her expression that personalities ordinated


it was her kiss that fireworks were inspired by


it was her whisper that books were written


it was her heart that continued beating


and that was why he still believed in love.

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