Two sides of the same coin

We were two sides of the same coin,

Where the Yin and the Yang join,

For months we shared the sunrise,

I still can see it in your eyes,

For weeks we walked, side by side,

And then soon after, you started to hide,

Our walks became less,

The Sun stayed down,

But I still get up, and I wait and I watch,

I hope for some light, just a hint, or a clue,

But when it comes,

When our Sun shows up,

It only tells me to hitch another ride,

Because that old coin, now has my face on each side.

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