Call it growing apart
Or growing older
Call it growing pains
Because it always hurts
Now it's numb,
So are we
Or, no longer a we,
Just You and I
Separate
But still pretending
YOU ARE READING
Gracelessly
PoetryAs the tides turn, As the times change if everything is extraordinary is anything? In the end, the truth shines out all her flaws ring and shout. The moonlight shines and in it she falls gracelessly she, soulless, grays eternally The pandemonium sho...
