Final Mark

Final note of imperfection

Has left a mark on me
I’ve traversed and trekked my life 

Dubiously I doubted much

Including if you were true

I.e. we were meant to be
I deduced, gathered, grew

And old friend Time

Gave me strength 

As I reasoned within
I let go 

As if you were

 a blanket in the wind 

Gracefully, or so it seemed

You took off in plight
The final note

A resting place

I have been set free

you are no longer in my life

As we are not a we.

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