Separate Infinities

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You walk away

with a certain sadness in your eyes

and a whimper in your voice, saying

that we are not meant to be.

I reach out and grasp the hand

I used to hold,

pondering the stars

and infinity,

our lips pressed together,

with crescent light

illuminating above–

two stars, colliding

in love.

But you pull away,

saying,

of all the stars in this infinity,

you can’t be mine.

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