For forty days and forty nights,
We lived on love and air
And trod the garden of delights
Without a single care.

And all because you fell for me
The way I fell for you;
We said it’s how life’s meant to be
And both believed it, too.

But, after forty nights and days,
The bubble simply burst.
And so we went our separate ways.
Like that! Our love dispersed.

Yet, looking back on what we had,
I can’t pretend that it was bad.

Photo by Christina Deravedisian on Unsplash

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