Departure

I listened when you said it was time for us to go.
The years and the miles grow and grow
yet we are no closer to the dream.
Could it be that you were wrong?
Could it be that I do not see what you see?
It is possible.  Does this mean
we have failed or should we
redefine the goal? Is there a goal?
There was. Once. We have long since
left familiarity. Only each other.
That is all we have.
We are all we have.