With each passing moment

The love that glowed fades

It’s slow but it eventually goes

And what once did, no longer does

For all those times we held

There was magic that lingered

Yet, it wasn’t meant to be

At least the way the world sees

There is never a goodbye

Just a deep understanding

Something that brings us close

Only that exists between us

Duty calls become the truth

Where tears would mean insult

Despite the heart ache that follows

From making an undying tale


Published by Quotidian Blessing

InfoSec Director|WIT Mentor-Protege Vice Chair|ATA Convention Women's Forum Chair|Published Poet

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