It Feels So Long Ago

Do you remember when we walked in
to the future and you let
go of my hand?
I don't know who let go
first. But
I do
know I'll never see you again.
I can't. Every day I think
of that hand I know
you less and
      less
because, darling,
I have heard the tales.
I have heard all the tales.
And darling, I cannot forget those tales.