I found this in an old journal when I was moving. I wrote it quite a while ago, but I think it has some promise...
Some days it's so hard
oh so hard to carry on
To think of you with each passing breath
each gulp of air sustaining life
To tie my shoes, to zip my coat
to see your reflection in every smiling face
How can I speak and not hear you
your voice, your laugh, your sweet embrace
I can't help wondering how you've been
where life has led you on your path
and where you're headed next
Will yours cross mine again
or continue on as it has
Forever a dotted white line
between our highways of love
Separate yet parallel
so close and yet so far
An exit sign on the horizon
that no one ever notices
Too determined are we to find our destination
Wherever that may be
Whoever that may be
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