The Two

Its kind of like he blocked his love out, 
erased his own memories,
when she walked away internally within him. 

Him, loosing sight
Her
focus
distracted.
And the the thoughts 
of
them
fade away... 
Fading away like
seasons
passing
unsure 
of 
tomorrow's dawning. 

With the pain of love's hurt
resurrected 
the
existence of their
past,  present and future
are
locked away
in
teardrops falling. 

As emptiness subdues
hues of broken blues
strum the cords of two aching hearts apart. 

His part, done
Her part, done 
Both, undone. 

Confused by the intrusion of 
their
delusion 
trapped by
his and her blindness
no longer could he or she;
equating to they,
see
that
they loved them... 
The two