Each time you glance back…
I know what you want to say.
You walk away, rejecting emotion…
I know you don't want to return to who you were.
You touch my body as you leave…
yet let the pull between us grow.
You linger in my tears…
still, you seek out your own joy.
Don't let saying goodbye pain you…
I want you to run toward your beloved horizon.
The Shadow of Looking Back
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