I asked for a nurse,
as I was bleeding out
into the universe.
All the magic had left the world,
and there you stood.
We were outside and
you asked to see my eyes.
It had been a decade,
give or take.
You said you were leaving in December,
somewhere south to find your mother.
Where were you when I loved you?
Maybe I didn't love you more than you loved me,
Im just blessed with the catastophy,
of a better memory.
I hope you see me, disappearing into the scenery
of horses and summary.
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