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In the midst of an evening filled with nostalgia and white wine, laughter rang out under the moonlight as the deceptive sweetness of spring lingered in the air. But like a fleeting dream, the remnants of a passionate moment vanish upon waking, leaving behind a sense of desolation and longing in their wake. The bittersweet essence of love lingers, refusing to bring pain yet unable to escape the thoughts of a lost love.
Yearning for that rush of falling in love once more, hoping for the return of the cursed spring that ignites emotions within a mere hour. But as quickly as the light of spring passes, it only serves to deepen the ache within, reminding of the tender moments that now feel like a distant memory.
Left behind are mere traces of affection - a kiss that now feels empty, a touch devoid of sincerity, a yearning that remains unfulfilled. Even in the midst of wanting and not wanting, thoughts of a past love persist, unwilling to be cast aside.
As the longing for love persists, a plea emerges to be enveloped once again in the warmth of a love that feels alive, a love that refuses to be forgotten. Yearning for just a fleeting moment to fall in love again, to experience the passing light of the cursed spring that seems to haunt only one's own heart.
In the end, the desire for love remains, a hope that love will find its way back, even if it's just for a moment, as the light of spring continues to pass, carrying with it both agony and solace for both the singer and their lost love.