DOR

springtime sunshine,

green shades of youth,

I remember your energy,

your voice,

it was fresh new rain,

it was energy,

it was all I heard;

it was all I needed;

then suddenly you were gone,

everything different,

the darkness gave way to new light,

springtime breezes smelled like old

and trusted friends,

silence

filled the space

where you once lived,

I searched for so long,

lost in this fog,

a touch,

an echo of your voice,

it all seemed so ridiculous,

so hopeless;

and what did it matter?

words never changed one thing,

what will be will be,

our lives nothing

without each other,

meaningless,

without the memories;

in the end,

we became

our own god and goddess,

forever linked;

I remember now.

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