Eve Of Parting


Here we are
You and me
The pain is much worse
Than skinning my knee
Or falling down hard
So that the wind is knocked out
It is so much worse
Than I ever could have imagined
You throw your stones
Your stone cold words
I believe names really can hurt you
They hurt me now
As I breathe this air
And wonder where you have gone
I used to take my place at your feet
Content in loving you
Drop by drop I drank you in
Drowning in your confusion
It is for the best I guess I must believe
On this final eve of parting

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