The Difference

i.

The reasons
for your choices are
the essence of my existence.

Your words are cutting
slices of me
that fall between your and my
ideals;

the little things
that define us.

ii.

We never changed.

Your admittance
cannot transcend beyond
your views of my youth
whilst your years are the pillars
cemented in my foundation.

Your departure
ruins me;

the bigger things
that became us.

iii.

(
pondering.
)

iv.

You’ve moved on.

v.

We stand apart
and alone.

Though no longer the edifice
built on a premise
of ideals,

understandably,

I still yearn for it.

Brevity written in 99 words (stanza enumeration, included). Initially, a response to this prompt though, in hindsight, I cannot be certain. Wrote it right before lunch on Thanksgiving Day…