Sir, you are no gentleman…
Hevedar Yousif

Eloquent and profound. The poem sounds like you feel as if you drove her away. I don’t know if love works that way. People change and their needs differ over time. That you can reflect and still feel grateful for what was speaks to your cognizance and character.

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