Separation

Smiles mean everything...

Contradiction to my pain,

Their hands in mine,

They are my hands,

Their sweet embrace

Fleeting, temporary...

And then... and then...

Pain, black, tears, alone.

Broken, self loathing...

I brought this on myself.

Perhaps one day,

We will awake

And have forgotten...

The pain and tears

And truly smile,

Embrace each other

Without the fear

Of separation.