Goodbyes

I shall miss you greatly
once you've stayed
where we cannot go again
once the moor has been crossed
and the bridge turned to dust
I shall stand on the edge
of the steep endless rock
trying to find you there
on the other side of the battlefield
And I shall stand there
even after you're long gone
trying to catch your spark
through the thickening fog
hoping one day you'll tap
on my shoulder and say
'Sorry it took me so long'
it shall take me ages
many rains and droughts
to realize I have to give you up
to even have the chance
of finding you again