Across the Bridge

EverestI had seen things of beauty
Before you;
Before I loved you,
I’d been in love;
Before speaking to you,
I’d known silence;
Before I lost you,
I’d been lost and found;
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Why is it, then, that
This separation,
Is not this of us in two,
But of me in two?
As if you’d been the frame
Which supported
All that was me – but clay
Crumbling, unusable now
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So now all I can do
Is remember,
For, I know, I could never
Return:
I have burned more than bridges
Between us –
It was the me you knew
I destroyed,
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So I wouldn’t run back to you,
Begging
That you open your heart
One more time
To someone, who did not
Have the wisdom
To tell the love
From a million loves