• miraquill 7w

    He was my North, my South,
    my East and West.
    My working week and
    my Sunday rest.
    My noon, my midnight,
    my talk, my song.
    I thought that love would
    last for ever: I was wrong.

    ~W.H. Auden

    --Today, write a poem or quote ending with the phrase "I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong."--

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