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How insensitive I must have seemed
when she told me that she loved me.
How unmoved and cold I must have seemed
when she told me so sincerely.
Why,she must have asked, did I just turn
and stare in icy silence?
What was I to say? What can you say
when a love affair is over?
Now she's gone away and I'm alone
with the memory of her last look.
Vague and drawn and sad, I see it still,
all her heartbreak in that last look.
How, she must have asked, could I just turn
and stare in icy silence?
What was I to do? What can one do
when a love affair is over?
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