we saw each other
from across the way.
we told each other we couldn't stay.
we had to leave,
and we had to leave now.

it seems so unfair to me,
the way that things came to be.
it had to end,
and it had to end now.

everyone was there,
saying their goodbyes.
they couldn't see us
but we could see them.

this happened so fast.
within a split second.
i was being pulled,
pulled so hard.

i saw the door.
the door so far.
it held a life
I would soon be in.

this is not the final goodbye.
nothing lasts forever.
we will meet again,
somewhere along the road.

things will be different.
things would've changed,
and memories will be gone.
but deep down, I'll know it's you.

you from that other life.
the life that came to a tragic end.
but when we see each other,
we'll know where we are.

we'll feel at home
almost if as nothing has changed.
and we'll be right back where we started.

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