No longer do I see me in your eyes;
or feel weak when my lips kiss yours.
I no longer wish to have you ever so close;
those days are a long and distant memory.
No longer do my eyes light up when I think of you;
or laugh at the many faces you used to make.
I don’t think of the corny jokes you told at parties;
nor do I smell the aroma of your favorite oils and colognes.
No longer do I remember the distinctive way you walked;
I want to remember the sound of your voice as you talked.
If you could see me as I see you, then you would understand;
My energy never died or left my love;
it changed form and went back to where it began.
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