Just not be?
Somehow?
But in totality.
A wholesome union.
A sweet bliss?
What comes hard with separation
Is the desire you have to love,
Because you have to suddenly stop giving.
Not being able to give love
Is just as hard as
Not being able to receive it.
The division of souls is hard
When you divide your love with
The time you had spent with each other,
The quotient is your memories
And the remainder
Are all the dreams you watched together
But were not able to live in your relationship.
Quotient is the bliss while
Remainder is your helpless, remorseful guilt.
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