Impossible Separation

We are touched forever in some way when we meet.

Impossible separation

I cannot rip your memory
from my brain,
your prints from my soul,
your action from my reaction.

Once two streams meet and form one,
even if their paths are diverted and their journeys separate,
something of each will always remain with the other.

Much as I'd like to sometimes,
I cannot divide what was mine alone,
and that which you have touched.

An impossible separation at best,
and one that,
if I were to be honest,
would leave me
with so much

less.