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Watering This Dead Tree
It's gone now....
All the love I once felt....
The soothing sensations the sound of your voice would bring....
The comfort in knowing that you were there and that together we could weather the storm.
It's over now...
The overwhelming joy that the very mention of your name would bring....
The sense that going on without you would be so hard....
The love that was so intense it hurt...
The electricity coursing through me each time we touched.
At times I look at you and feel so much love....
More times than not I look at you and feel cold and barren....
Destitute, but not forlorn....
I know now that the end has come....
No more one last tries...
No more one last cries...
Time to move on and just let this thing be....
Time to give up watering this dead tree...
