
Words oh so gentle
like fall leaves whispering
across the sidewalk
...
a chasm
reminding me of the Grand Canyon
stretches between you and me
...
things aren't the way they used to be
crystal tears like tumbling waterfalls
run down my cheeks
...
my heart is tired of feeling this way
my soul yearns to escape
this prison created once so joyfully by you and me
...
but you don't look the same
and I don't feel the same
...
memories
like haunting ghosts
shimmer before my vision
...
I know we are changing
you and me
...
but my aching fingers
still try to hold on
but I find the only way to hold on
is to let go
...
I'm breathing in my memory of you
and in the next second
I let go
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