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LOVE HURTS
Xena Torres
A kiss. I watch that kiss, while it rips my heart. Who would have thought that a single kiss, Could tear this friendship apart. Now she will go be with her man, For she has become his bride. She will find new adventures, Without me by her side. She will travel with her love, But I must continue to atone. My friend, so like a sister, Has left me all alone. She turns to me to say farewell, But I don't want it said. I tell her we will meet again, Yet doubts swim in my head. As I hold her close, she holds me too, And I try my best not to cry. We stay like that for ages, Until I kiss my bard good-bye.
