But a canyon lies between you. 

You are alone.

The healthy distance,

The freedom that felt expansive,

Is an impenetrable gulf

Physical intimacy, no tonic.

Perhaps it does more harm to taste the sweetness of each other’s fruits now they are not ripe,

They will make you sick,

The canyon deepens

Lonely agony descends into despair.

Impossible to contain, 

Contents pour out.

Tears fall and fall

Paths cannot be realigned. 

You will each continue alone. 

It is a strange thing, how,

At that acknowledgement, 

A door opens,

And,

You find yourselves together again.

A beautiful purgatory, 

Before you step back into the world

More intimate than a courtship, 

Emotion pours freely, 

No value in concealment. 

A visceral vulnerability takes hold. 

Is it cruel, 

That sometimes,

We are most connected,

When we are leaving one another?

Everything ends,

Love ends,

Perhaps it is a summing up of high emotion,

In something so beautiful,

We shall never forget.