Packing Up

I take this thing in my hands
This seed of a thing
The potential love between us
And carefully, oh so carefully,
Put it in a box

It feels like a bridge between us
Has been abandoned
Something I can never cross

What was once Golden Gate infrastructure
Has crumbled into something
So much less than;
A skeleton

But we?
Are still here
Two independent sides

You and I,
Prepared to be whole
Simply are not

This unstoppable passion,
This force of nature we made
Simply was not enough,
To cross the divide

So here I stand
Our heart in a box
Two halves of the whole

I never liked moving out

It is the action that defines the end
The final blow,
that shatters our glass

I miss,
The depth of your eyes
The light of your smile
The warmth of your soul

But it is, in itself,
An untouchable thing for me now.

A memory in my heart

A repeating cinema in my mind

It feels as if I am changing my nature
Rewriting my being
Changing my instinct,
An adverse thing

After all,
A lone wolf,
Is still a pack animal