A half life
I go about my day, my month, my year
"it will get easier, in time...just wait"
But the further I get away from her
The clearer it is to me that half a life awaits
These memories, they never fade
Those hopes, they never died
Half of me appears to stagnate
The other half lives to subside
I have no resolution of this strife
There is no heart to mend
Perhaps all that is left is a half life
A decay towards the end
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