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"What was, is. And what is, will be. Yet this place and I remain the same."

An abstract piece about what the halfway point's sole inhabitant finds to be beautiful, yet sad.

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The halfway point

by Lion Prince

What was, is. And what is, will be. Yet this place and I remain the same.

Which is beautiful, but sad.

Like the perpetually orange sky over this vast meadow. It is always just before sunset here.

The Sun blazes in all its glory, but is still and unmoving and never finds closure.

Beautiful, but sad.

Beautiful, but sad. Like the wind chimes that clink each time there is a new arrival.

I greet each one as one greets a childhood friend. We talk and laugh and reminisce.

For me, it is a single moment, but for them, an entire existence.

And all that is left are empty teacups and me on a seat meant for two.

Beautiful, but sad.

Beautiful, but sad. Like the words, “I love you”.

I knew when you arrived the second time - because no one ever returns -

that you were destined to live and love and hurt and break again and again and again,

in exchange for soaking up the world’s experiences with all your lifetimes.

And in you, I found a kindred spirit.

Not because we live endlessly, but because I saw in you the same longing I carry in myself.

The longing to rest.

So when you return and depart, I do not say I love you.

Because these words will never encompass everything that was and is and will be between you and me.

Instead I say, “I hope I never see you again”.

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