I am not there.
Don't keep up the search.
Don't pretend to care.
I have gazed upon you
and genuflected
as if praying to a saint.
You were my goddess
and I was your devout,
now devoid,
of presence and state of mind.
Purposely you have pushed me back,
back to the fields of grey
in your mind, fading fast.
Divinity, you know
you want to forget.
Keep your heels moving,
your sacred head high,
and always face forward.
Don't look behind you
because I am not there.

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