Short Nemeses Poems

I had you in my grasp
We walked together hand in hand
But as time went on and I held tighter
You seeped through me just like sand

Time never stands quite as still
As it does when things come to the end
When you don't know how to end things
Do you never speak or remain a friend?

There doesn't seem to be that middle ground
Between confidants or nemeses 
And so you walk through life knowing
That you're strangers who have memories...

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