Once upon a distant memory, your heart held warmth for me.
It was filled with the kindness of your heartfelt will.
When I look back, the times that were kinder are all that I see.
The vitality of your good intentions have weakened in growing ill.
I turn away from the hatred you harbour in your heart.
To fixate on the enmity you bear breaks me a little bit more.
I wonder if this is what happens when two souls grow apart.
I carry the heaviness you left me with at my very core.

Love once did arise, come to blossom and bloom.
Moments of ease and familiarity rest in the shade.
Where the sun once did shine fell the shadow of gloom.
No longer did light shine upon this helpless glade.
I hold the memory of the light you shared with me, regardless.
As I do, I remember to look past what has become our darkness.