Poem With No Title

I cried a river.
Yet, there were no tears to dry.
Just internal sighs.
Awaiting your nod,
Am I to stay or to go?
Iím strong but tired.
I can see the light.
You are but a shadow, now.
I had hoped for more.  
We have everything.
You have always been missing.
I didnít see you there.  
Driven by duty.
Blinded seeking clarity.
Taken down by fears.  

May we both be healed.
Written by Honoria
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