How can I go in peace?
Although my place is here
Yet away we must be.
Perfection to such a degree
Knowing that it’s meant to be
Fitting together yet falling apart
Attempting lightness of diverged paths
The right way to rest our heads
A secret found, another kept.
Gently accepting the growing pain
Nudging apart to no obvious gain
Cold hearted, calculated steps
Boldly taken, lashing our chests.
Watching you plain as day
tomfoolery, making hay
Something snapped, then it changed
I go in peace
For away we must be.