Poem/ Possibilities of the absurd

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This morning I watch you leave and notice great weight in your luggage
Immediately knew what it was
That weight was the accumulation of so many possibilities
The burning potential of something that might have been
An intrigue that kissed the dream and never woke up
An anxious feeling of freedom.

I was always aware of the inevitable
How inert was our state
But your smile moved all the absurd
And your kisses were selling my soul.

The moment the door closed, I began to miss you.
Was so much, I still do not forgive not hugging you stronger,
Not having spent more time contemplating your face
But to this question of what could be, I did not end it
I put ellipsis...