watch a move blurred lines you've passed.
hands upon my core beckon away.

you no longer wait to ask about my day.
you no longer search for my face .
you no longer go out of your way.

join a crowd slither near
till death do us part
I never feared.

An ancient willow
grazed my shoulder
and asked me what will I do now
without my rituals and routines?

I will pretend like nothing is different,
though everything has changed.

I would like you to know that I'm glad to see you
and I'm proud of the person you have become.
I am proud to be associated with you,
and I am proud we used to be one.
Last edited by Magnumopus7001 at Sep 2, 2015,