Although I thought I might
How hurried loves last flight
How quietly it came
How measured were the breaths
When last you said my name
The anguish of goodbye
Hands clasped in deep despair
Can't hold you to these shores
Each measured breath I take
Is measured against yours
For though I try to grasp
The time has now arrived
My heart now beats alone
Heartbreaking last goodbye
j e billheimer
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