♥ Hardest good-bye
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Together,
Within a smudge of blue,
I walk the footpath.
With only ourselves in a group,
We are content.
We talk about the important things
Of our lives.
We are somehow complete,
Needing no-one else.
We try to accommodate the person,
Losing the closeness we had.
The conversation we make
Is of mindless events.
Together no longer,
We become smatters of blue
That once made a beautiful smudge.

If time can be like an hour glass, I will keep those beautiful memories in the glass. And flip it over and over again.
Wendy couldn't sleep @ 3.31am.
3:31 AM