Vulnerable alone.
So the mind casts back in time
And finds you.
But there is no face,
And no hand,
No heart.
What I would do
For a few moments together…
Just a few.
What would I say?
I miss you, oh, I miss you so – yes.
I miss the we that we were,
Once upon a time…
Stars in my eyes.
I would, yes I would,
Cling to those moments
Before they slip away.
But there are no moments,
Flown long ago…
Not even a whisper.
Vulnerable alone.
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