17. You never got to lose

You chose to forget
I never got to choose
I lived at evading end
You never got to lose

Lurking on false hope
I am fighting with the sun
Moon comes to defend
Begging me for truce

Are you there, still there
Or have you moved again
To hunt hide away from me
Weaving yet some ruse

My love, sweetest love
Don't have to do all this
You may choose to call me dead
But don't count me to be noose
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From Her to Him