From saying goodbye
To everything that was us
And the things that were not
The house feels dead without you
The artificial flowers in the hall
Seem to have wilted
I feel old...so old
You will remain as old as the hills
That have been carved out naturally
You leave behind a fragrance of your own
You leave behind a crumpled dress
From the last time we made love
You have made my life a bag full of yesterdays
You have shown me the nature of sadness
Amid the noise pollution of today
I will still live in this house
I will still make coffee
Eat a bagel
Walk the dog
But I can't get used to living
Without you by my side
It's a lie when they say
You fall in love
You don't, you don't
You rise like the sun
But even the sun sets, so it can rise
But I guess I've flown too high
On the wings of something that can't be quantified
And like Icarus, it's time to fall
The Bilge Master
It's beautiful and lonely
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