So you're gone I think I've made peace with that. Or is it piece? Because it doesn't always last. What do I feel? If only I knew? Lonely. Lost. Can't set my location. No one can find me Because I am not sure I'm missing. Nothing is what it was Nothing was what it is now Nothing is something I suppose Nothing is more than something When that something comes from nothing. It is just all words now. Not the way you used words. You used words like no one else. You understood my words. Without hearing. Do you still? What is in sense? What is sense? What is feeling? I'm not angry Although I wish I was. I am not sad Although that's a lie I stopped crying. Not sure why. I feel at peace for a piece of a second. We will never be the old we were going to be. We will never be the old we thought We will always only be the old we got. We were never going to be the old we ought. It was never going to be the old of the plan. I understand that now. I am at peace with that. Now I will only be the old I am The old I am going to be. I will never know the old I got. Do you? You will never be old. But you will never be young. You just cease. You exist in memory only. Timeless ageless. Not the cliche Only the you. Only the you I knew. Only the you who knew me. We will never be old But we had each other briefly And I am at peace with that. Briefly.