Gone but Never Forgotten
A poem of what once was.
Inseparable… Not just in person. Chatting all-day. Holding each other. The feel of your naked body against mine.
Cherish… The moments we would have. Dreams of ones to come. The words ‘I Love You’. The look on your face when we are together.
Dreaming… Planning a distant future. Countryside cottage. Romancing our lives. Talking about the day we marry.
Changes… Unavoidable changes. Space and anxiety. Becoming strangers. The intimacy that once was is fading.
Gone… The long chats. The intimacy. The look on your face. The something that made us what we were.
©MartinRushton 2020






