Goodbye Lover, Or Why I Must Leave You (Response To and If You Should Leave Me, By Ben Okri)

Lover, when you and I began It seemed our time was endless I would say that Cassandra had been our prophet of light We believed what she told us and she lied. The stars lit up the sky and we gazed at them Reminders of how tiny we can be. You and I were larger than the stars So long as we could look back at them and wonder. The waves lapped at our ankles We shrieked and held on to each other. The salt that burned our eyes as we struggled for sandy shores Is nothing compared to the tears that sting them now. You, lover, disconnected me from what I truly am. And the lights of the sky only force me to realize the lies And the heartache And the lack of communication. The stars will be there tomorrow And the next day But I, lover, will not. And you must go on.