Such a pity, the years,

such a pity, the silences,
the explosions on the sun, 
the dust of all the memories, 
such a pity this our being past
forgiving, these shores, such a
pity, this keeping on without you,
years away outnumbering the
years on the run, such a pity, 
all the fun, and that my hands
were small like Mercury and
that you were always the sun.