"Died"

am not the one to say
not the one to make it all feel so bad
none the lot things have happened
that have made everything this way
now I realise
all this has been not so great after all
what had been dreamt
seems so distant, washed and acerbic
not the fault of either but
but the fault lies within
we are not meant to be together
the differences in smallest things
now surface with a drop of impatiency
all the goodness has disappeared
leaving us out in the cold
to wither away like the castle of sand
rocked by the stern waves so strong
we have died, flown away has the spirit
with only skeleton present, I await the infinite...