From Here

From here things look different. 

From here you seem so small. 

 

From here is where you left me.

Familiar unfamiliar I saw.

 

From here everything gets farther.  

I reach but all detach.  

 

From here you're color is gray. 

Gray of the gray surrounding you.

 

From here I fear the impact.

The impact is a fact. 

 

From here the sky gets blocked.

Blocked by the everyday.  

 

From here i barely see you. 

Yesterday, tomorrow or today.  

 

From here is where you left me.  

And from here is where I'll stay.  

 

 

 

 

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