Loss

The distance between us

Is measured by our silence

I am not your fault

You are not my blame

We just do things

In someone else’s name

The unfamiliar surroundings

First time I saw your face

I recall what you forget

You remembered what I knew

That was when I was me

And you were you

The seeds of contempt

Grow when you least expect

Words that used to form a queue

Now prefer to be alone

The water doesn’t ripple

We no longer throw a stone

We slept our way through this

Peace is not the same as love

We were mechanised

Ritualistic and obedient

We never left before our time

Life was too convenient

We leave

Without mourning any loss

©JMcN2014