Gone
Our bubble
Was as perfect as it could be,
I thought.
Us against the world,
It stayed that way
For a long time.
Slowly
The walls began to crumble
Leaving me alone,
Dazed even.
I miss half of that bubble
Sometimes I want it back.
It would not be the same,
My lover has gone.
Copyright © Michelle Stone | Year Posted 2006
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