Dying Apart Together

 

I saw what could be,                

 

Your gravestone with my

 

name on it, two bodies together

 

in death, as if we were still

 

living.

 

A strange thing to hope for,

 

I kept my thoughts to myself

 

not sure that you would

 

understand.

 

 

I said goodbye to you at

 

the station.

 

I thought, this is how it

 

was

 

for lovers during the war.

 

I suddenly understood their tears,

 

the thought that today

 

might be

 

the last day.


 

I saw through you, straight – as I

 

stepped onto the train;

 

you, already a long way

 

away.

 

I knew then, just how close we were –

 

that I could read you;

 

the relief behind your

 

eyes as I waved

 

goodbye.
 
 
Copyright owned by Jay Cool

Image ‘Loveheart, Gravestone, White Rose’ courtesy of Max Pixel by Creative Commons License.

 

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