Our love didn't break as others have sharp fragments that hurt
Afraid of fading in tedious we let it trap in the time, a smile farewell.
One day my body was a shell merely to contain you.
The next day, empty of you. Got to be filled somehow.
I read, I travel, I write,
as if we were traveling separately.
But sometimes I remember the sweetness,
and it bears your name.
I murmured to myself maybe maybe.
A tree that once was a seedling
A guitar that once was a truck of bare wood
A view from the window that once was yesterday's
that once was last year's
Once we were in each other's life
I wished this chapter never closes
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