Pull In And Out

It's been a long time and still I'm thinking about our memories together. Did it fade or did it end? Did I linger or did you tire? Never have I imagined it would end like this, moving on yet still clinging to the memories, in reaching distance yet still so far away. I am left with this longingness that has become familiar to me, wanting your hands to reach mine once again. Should I remain or walk away? I feel disheartened at the conflict I have in my heart. Life has always been like this, pulling you in and out again and again. I should have expected love would be the same.