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[peaceloveapathy]

i had this friend
the best of sorts
he flew west for the summer
more suitable climate?
wide open skies?
we swore to stay together
the distance was just physical
it couldn't break the intangible
but some promises are forgotten
and the bonds are now frayed
silhouettes exist only
in the light of the setting sun
and then they disappear over the horizon
tippin off the face of the earth
but all that's lost is not forgotten
they say if you love something
let it go
but of course,
you always hope for its return.