In time gone by, I knew you.

I knew you, just as you knew me.

In time gone by, my heart would mourn for the feelings that I allowed to die on my tongue.

Their death was necessary, vital even.

For had they been allowed to live my whole world might have died.

In time gone by, I loved you.

In time gone by, I believed you loved me even if you would never speak the words aloud.

I still don’t know which of us lied to me more.

In time gone by, I laid my heart bare for you.

In time gone by, you kept yours locked away from me.

You dangled the key to the cage with words of promise, and signs of hope.

In truth the key never existed at all.

In time gone by, we were inseperable.

But time has gone by, and it has separated us.

But it will never separate you from my memories.

From my dreams.

From my nightmares.

You were one of the greatest joys to have ever crushed my soul, and I would do it all again with a smile on my face. But for whatever remains of my life:

Farewell, my almost lover.