Without Love

What a shame the days, months, years
we've been apart.
So much time between us,
here I am with a broken heart.

My memories of you
are that of gold,
Only thinking of what
the future beholds.

Without Love, life
is a bore.
It is you, love,
I chose to adore.

Ere our existance,
crossed our stars went.
A message of the gods
was rightfully sent.

Days upon days,
your presence so dear.
I wait and wait,
dreadful is my year.

In the night sky
I look up above.
Here I am sitting
Without any love.

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