She sat on the glittering pedestal that you built for her,
Flowers to her left and her love, you, to her right.
The days flew by in a whirlwind of colors and emotion,
It was you and she against the world.
Suddenly the day came,
The day where you had to leave.
Crying you kissed her goodbye,
Promising to come back for her again.
The thousands of miles kept you far apart,
But you were always in each other’s hearts.
Reunited you and she were a force to be reckoned with,
But soon you had the absinthe that is life cradled in your hands.
You were free,
But where was she?
Sitting on her once glittering pedestal.
The pedestal that was slowly losing its gleam,
The flowers wilted and the chair next to her looked empty as can be.
She looks at the chair and hopes for the day when it is again only,
You and she.

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