I can't accept that it's over.
Really, it isn't but
like the smell in the air,
you can tell when the tempest
is near.
I can't believe how you're different.
Just a few short weeks there
and your new friends have shown
a side of you I did
not know.
I'll still hold onto the dream;
imagining that we're
together forever,
but that sliding scale now points
to 'never'.
It isn't supposed
to be this hard to let go.
The times that we cherished...
Memories, photographs.
Three words that had meant
two lives that were
together spent.
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