Once, we met, laughed, cried, cared, you felt we did not belong here, born in the wrong time, speaking of history as if we had lived through it all, what we had was so great until it wasn't, you let go, I gave up.... 

Perhaps we are still together, all we ever were but not in this time, rather in another, or you slipped into an alternate reality and there I followed, picking up where we left off so there was only...

Us falling through time and space, meeting, joining, parting with no sense of an ending, just changing, even different forms, like dragons and faeries, stars or comets that shoot through the Universe...

Meeting yet never really apart, just us forever.

By Gail Constable

From: Canada

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