As much as losing you broke me

watching him lose you broke me more

watching his eyes wander

seemingly dull, yet so full

You, you are always here

and sometimes I cannot bear

what your absence has left behind

constantly on his mind

I see you in his silences

I see you in his listening

most of all I see you in his eyes  

filled with such longing

Longing for the past,

longing for it to last

for you to remain

always the same

As much as losing you broke me

watching him lose you broke me more

and sometimes I wonder

if we ever will ever recover

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