Time wash through as a river

Oh my aching heart

Your love torn

from the fabric of reality


If there was only something more I could do

But the page was not turned, it was torn away

Leaving nothing but regret & sadness


It is in the quite still

That reality is the clearest

The awkwardness of something missing


Time wash through as a river

Cleanse the soul and ease the pain

Until then, we wander emptied,

waiting for the memories to sweeten




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