distant

when this moment broke in two
i kept the fragment close, wrapped up
inside the colours of october, lest
it gets drained of the magic it holds.

while the other fragment
has with you been flung across
distances that can be measured only
by galaxies and stars; its tattletale
edges trace out your smile before it
faded; the colour of blue
reflects off its chinks.

i’ll cling along to my fragment,
hoping for space to crumple and
the dimensions wrap around itself
and make the moment whole again.

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