Your kiss doesn't linger, linger
On my lips like it used to
Your warm touch
Seems to have lost a degree or two
You pull me closer
Yet push me away
I still love you it's true
But you won't feel the same
My love for you
Is going to be
Be another victim of entropy
What used to be a fire
Now a fading spark
This title popped into my head and i had an idea where to take it. However, i went back to sleep and forgot what that was. Might have misused it as a form of decay. Disorder and uncertainty play into the same themes though.
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