When we ceased to converse, shockwaves tore my core,
In the midst of myriad voices, yours I sought more and more.
With each silent day, reconciling with the void so vast,
Wondering if the universe, its lessons, had cast.
Might this be a cosmic teaching, mysterious and profound,
To prepare you to navigate life's vast expanse, unbound?
Teaching you to embrace solitude, to find strength on your own,
So you won't yearn for my voice, won't feel alone when I'm gone.
As the days roll forward, acceptance softly creeps,
Yet in the quiet corners, our shared memory leaps.
Hope lingers, that someday our words might reunite,
But until then, I cherish our past, as I move into the night.
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