Separation


10/2/15

How strange to be so distant,

Yet feel so close

In a one-sided love

That spans both years and moments.

Time is a fickle mistress;

For you once knew me

Like I know you,

But now we pass as strangers

On a lonely street

In the middle of the night

Alone

Confused

Pondering how and why.

But we never speak.

Our eyes meet

And we run away.

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