saying goodbye
sitting here. feeling. remembering. like the night i lost fire. the
realisation. it was no longer. no longer together. gone. as her life began
to drift away from mine. her soul. finishing the final scenes of the final
act. the next day i wandered through boston. hours. walking. sometimes
sitting. more walking. we both knew it was to be no more. we had learned.
and loved. and had our time. and it was over. but it didnt help the pain
any. that deep feeling inside. getting heavy. twisting.
and tonight. mahogoni. i thought i could make it last. but i knew
instinctively. it was only for a time. it would end. like every other. i
tried to forget it. put it out of my mind. believe in the fantasy. i fell
in love. so hard. and then it was time to leave again. move on. travel.
muse. but the rule. that i could never come back. never the same. and
never have love forever. because the time will always come to leave. the
curse of the gift. because of who i am.
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