You never left, nor did I stray—
Our silence paved a separate way.
Your tides ran deep, your currents bold;
I sank, too frail for you to hold.
Untrained, I watched my will subside,
A flicker lost in rising tides.
Like roads that fade where rivers meet,
I stand alone, the stream complete.
The farthest shore, a wordless plea,
Calls out, but offers no reprieve.
I gaze beyond, but cannot know—
The dreams that drowned in ebb and flow.
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