On Drifting Away…

I have left your line of vision.

You’ve taken off without looking back.

A final decision.

Perhaps we’ll meet again, both of us different,

Because seasons may have passed, only adding to our dissonance.

As clashing currents carry you further, each second a longer distance than the one before-

It is important that I remember that you are the swimmer and I am the shore.

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