The gap between us is small,

But bigger than before.

It’s empty, and fills my heart with sorrow.

I look at his face, where his eyes the same green as mine, once met.

The magic seems lost, possibly somewhere in

the gap of time,

Where things are apt to change,

and falling in love is at your own risk.

We forgive and forget,

Time and time again.

We have risen and fallen,

Over and over,

Like a roller coaster

that’s just too hard to get off of,

because regardless of the ups and downs,

and the risk that time alone sets upon us,

I love him too much to let go.

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