without you

Blow me one last kiss before you go
Before i forget what i have to do...
and where i have to go
without you there to hold my hand.
all good things end..
no one ever said it would end so ... quickly
our meeting has come to an end. briefly
i remember how our paths were once crossed
like the branches on a vine..
like the lines on our hands
how we belonged together, just as much as our hands did
when intertwined together,
held firmly to fill in gaps,
to hold hearts in traps..caged within us
where love was planted and grew.
many of us,
we build a wall around us to protect ourselves
or hide behind a mask of indifference
from that which hurts so damned much,
but in the end, we have to face it and
deal with it, so
Blow me one last kiss before you go
Before i forget what i have to do...
and where i have to go
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