The seventeenth time I fell in love
I learned important things:
Like how to know when times are good,
Or how to hold on when I should,
And how betrayal stings.

And so I sit and retrospect
Love’s slow and secret climb:
And realize enough to know
That love will come and love will go
An eighteenth time, a nineteenth time…

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