I'm Sorry
I had to leave it all behind,
and you were there
in that final
abandonment.
You were closer than
a brother,
my friend.
But once I started moving away
momentum gained,
I was carried along
by then too late
to think again.
And now I'm so different,
so changed inside.
When we meet again,
when someone dies,
it will be something
strange,
something unreal.
If we have time
we will discover
two different worlds
we both have created;
two different orbits
of lives we once shared.
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