it already sunk in
with a loud
thud, reverberating
falling down, down,
further down
i am trying
hard to ignore it
but it won't let me. . .

two years,
not that long, eh?
it will pass
really quickly,
i might not even
notice. . .

yeah right.

that's two christmases,
two new year's days,
two birthdays,
two anniversaries,
twentyfour months,
seven hundred thirty evenings
i won't spend
sleeping right
next to you,
seven hundred thirty mornings
not waking up
beside you,
a multitude of smiles
i won't get to see,
countless hugs,
undefined amount of kisses,
how many tears
will i won't get
to wipe away?
how many sighs?
how many chances
to hold your hand
will i miss?

just this one time
i wanna be selfish
and beg you to stay,
but i know i can't,
i shouldn't
it's your shot,
your chance at a
dream you've always
chased after. . .

ten years from now,
i do not wanna be
the one burdened
with the guilt that
you did not take it,
i do not want
to be that person

i promised to
not attempt at
holding you back,
and so i won't

you are free love, go and dream love