Your face illuminated neath the faded sunlight.
A glow, perhaps.
You told me you were in pain but it did not show.
Why was it easy to let you go.
We ripped the flesh of ourselves into oblivion and its disintegrated into a million.
Somehow I prefer it that way.
Living life separated.
It's given time to think and reflect and learn and know.
Thank you for killing my ignorance.