We Stand Apart

I’ll say I’m sorry until the day I die,

But I can’t forget the look on your face.

It hurts me to hear your goodbyes—

I’m left empty, searching endless

Across the world and back again.

You left me broken, half finished—

You left me questioning myself

And anything I’ve ever believed in.

Upon your return my words will hinder,

Sanity stolen, my eyes are left hazy—

For true beauty stands before me.

Memories shared and memories lost,

Once and for all we stand apart.

       DannYetman

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