Belle Isle

Belle Isle

I’ll always have this.

We’ll always have this.

We may not always have us.

 

I know that now.

 

Just as the water shaped the rocks.

Everything changes.

Even you…even me.

 

Each time we came here we took a new path.

Our love was a journey with different routes too.

I was always happy wherever with you.

 

Some paths grow apart.

We can never go back to the start,

but we could start again.

Talk to me, touch me as more than your friend.

This may not really have to end.

 

Only I know that it does.

Now you’re just one of my past loves.

We know what was real,

and I’m taking time to heal.

 

It might take a while,

but I have me and I have Belle Isle.

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