Head Stones

We came back. You were gone.
We changed, in that we thought
We should try not to change.

We sat here on this rock.
We watched a lot of years.
We learned not to count them.

We’re still here. You’re still gone.
We won’t change. We won’t change
Like we used to, with you.

We do know we have to,
But we can try not to,
Not as you would. We’ll fade.