Nothing Special

It is strange
Weird even
For a time
To have been
This point of
In your day
A bridge you
Hoped to cross
To find love
Somehow in
Conjunction’s kiss
Half of us
Wanting more
Always that
Until time
Reminds one
It is time
Now to leave
In a bleak
Contrast to
Beginnings that
Gave promise
Of never
To be left
Alone there
Center stage
Memory’s glance
Back at her
You of scenes
That you will
Never miss
Nothing special

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