Maturity Sees The Glue The Past

they went their separate ways both saying and fully owning
the relationship they'd so long known; no further more now owing
either of them any moment of consideration to wrong decision
implicit in their moving on was two years wisdom's vision

I spoke at length to both of them; debating time and regret
and what struck me as lucky was their agreement to not forget
the meaning of their love or the learning curve walked together
and the contemplation of other relations, yet not saying no to one day forever

moving forward neither's looking back with any conclusion but at last
have I come to understand what love takes when the glue becomes the past
it's beautiful the maturity rendered by mutual feelings so oddly spoken
and whilst leaning towards different futures each to the other's given hope