When Last We Spoke

I asked you what you were reading, and then asked you,

come and live with me,

and then I received your letter, and you said good bye,

I never ever tried to ask you why,

yet one day I awoke and thirty years of our lives,

had suddenly just gone away,

with our own worlds of accomplishment and regret.

I always have wondered if I had written again,

was there a challenge involved,

How do people stay together that belong apart

by choice, timing, the result of

a decision.

Today I have my world and I visualize yours,

I wonder if we are on the same page,

in a parallel universe,

could we find ourselves looking towards one another,

while we live out the real happiness in our lives.

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