Is It?
I sleep but you don't come to me
Something just doesn't feel right,
I can tell by your lack of interest
Tonight will be the your last night.
Out of time, no more to see your
Virtual visits in our own reality,
Even though I weep for what could have been,
Reason dictates that it needs to end.
Forever grateful to have had your company,
Our moment has passed,
Run its course, run out of steam.
Nothing more to say,
Other than I could have loved you,
With regret I bid you good day.
My tears, they fall unhindered
Yearning fills my heart,
Without you, my nights are eternal,
Are nothing more than utter darkness,
Retreating back to a life devoid,
Returning to an existence.
I wish ... So many different things,
Outcomes other than this one,
Rewrite the end, if only I could.
Is it over for now my warrior?
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