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PRELUDE TO LONELINESS
We let time go by thinking that we will remain the same.
As we were together each day became a change within itself.
The change within us gradually occurred.
Separation was not our plan.
What we did not see or try to understand that our spirit was not the same.
Dividing us a sharp precise division leaving us not as one but two.
Two separate individuals searching and longing for the same thing
or were we?
I wanted to give my love to someone.
You wanted someone to love you.
We thought our unity was placed together by some divine power.
Every day we became familiar.
Our habits and our peculiarities we could have dealt with
But our soul was not the same.
The take was too great for me.
Out of all the love I gave.
Out of all the love you took.
You gave no love to keep the fire burning.
The fire burnt out taking our love with it.
Not even the ashes hold any traces of love.
Copyright ©
Willette Harmon
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