The Past

I close my eyes, 

i see the young 

They move along 

holding hands to a human, 

who is purely dark 

She has a special name, 

one which I cannot say

She’s supposed to love,

 her eyes are closed, 

love cannot be shown 

They run with might, 

never out run the pain 

Truth comes out and our hearts seep away 

We hide from who she truly is, 

Smiles are gone

Time moves us apart, 

days, nights, weeks and months

Moving on is what needs to be done, 

time, space and scars are what have come 

Together we’ll move on.