Hopelessly committed, I watched the end draw near.

Only my intensity is what had kept him here.

Persistence could not save us;  yet still

Each faint footstep, each door that opens will

Lead again to pointless hope, another smothered cry.

Every day that passes, passes me by.

Stay sane, my head instructs;

Still, without him, my heart destructs.





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