He ran from the truth
Encouraged by youth
Found his body clung to spiderwebs
Living void of love
Call him the walking dead
Despite dreams and hopes
He lives in pain instead
She changed, he changed and they changed
But the love remains
The years they lost
Connected to the epiphany they gained
We will discover each other
After words, verbs and subjects
That happily ended with period
To be struck
To be eclipsed
To be nestled
In the bosom of everlasting love
Love always, Esha ❤
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