All I know.
The distance between us is growing,
The silence is deafeningly quiet.
I’m trying to hold on, to what remains,
But you won’t let me.
My attempts are pushed away,
With the flick of your hand.
All I’ve come to know is changing.
All I’ve come to love is disappearing.
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