A moment has passed that you were here and now you are gone.
A goodbye kiss and some words unsaid,
As you took flight, my wandering bird, leaving me behind with the rest.
" We will be in touch" you promised and I felt sorted.
The day we will be hand in hand again, will I feel all contented.
You acted bold and maintained your prerogative.
And I had to be compassionate, yet did I have another alternative?
Assurance is the only thing my heart gets to ponder over,
You up there, I now realize why they say
Distance causes your heart to be more in love and be all over.
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