A moment ago you were here and now you are not.
Was this destined to be: a preconceived plot,
a farewell kiss and some unsaid words
as you took flight my migratory bird?
"We will stay in touch", you promised and I am sure
the day we hold hands again will I feel secure.
You acted brave and maintained your poise
and I had to be supportive, though did I have a choice?
Assurance is what my heart gets when left to ponder,
you up there. I now know why they say
"distance makes the heart grow fonder..."
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