You,... flew away
tempted but one day after
to ruin,... less solid ground
crumbling to leave me
then this labrynth
all of its walls, memories
Vinegar and wine, salt and water
rain from cloudless heights
desert vistas, tear drops
forgiveness
what of you and I?
Over, gone, done, forgotten
why can't i?
asked in lonesome reflection
countless times.