Bereft

I know I must go
we've barely met and I must leave
my new life must needs take me far
though in this time we've come to care
and used the weeks like they were years

But we have accepted that
we will be longing from a distance
Living by day and night inversions
Passing time with weaker diversions

I wish there was another way
but the path is mine and you will stay
So why does it feel like I'm being left

.... bereft...