You have that far away feel
as you tremble against me,
the long night finally done.
Half-life creeps in like a thief,
and our bond becomes like gossamer
with every tick of the clock.
The distance is already here,
embracing us in a heavy mist,
pulling us from our shelter in the dark.
Our love is a cutting gift,
held tightly within, yet restrained.
It hurts so much
to say goodbye.
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