Water under the Bridge

Yesterday, you bid me goodbye.
All our dreams and fears vanished soon
before the last tear left my eye.
Just like water under the bridge.

Who would have known that we were built,
on fragile words and songs of June.
We were fleeting, petals which wilt.
Just like water under the bridge.

The pain will ebb away with time,
bringing me your scent one blue moon.
We disappear… A shade… I am.
Just like water under the bridge.

~AJ

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