Sometimes there is this one person you will never stop loving.
You will always love this person, in a way.
You never quite made it to be lovers, you got so close but never really got there,
And because you never lit a flame, there is nothing to blow out.
You are just two perfect matches that never got the chance to be set fire,
And so I guess without a flame, there is no smoke to clear.
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