Recalling all the things that once tied us so closely now feel like they are daggers in the side of our panged love.
The exhausting qualities that scream with judgement.
How can we ever really grow as one, when you are at odds with my heart, I am sick with lost thoughts that I want to share with a lover. Anyone it seems, someone to look at me and be filled with interest.
I once remember creating new themes for our lives-together. I see you are consumed with all the things you said you once hated.
We are broke, when have we not been, and yet the financial ideologies that the consumer world has placed on you, now are your conductor for the rods of pragmatic planning.
A kite in the wind, what happen to your drift.
I am here my love. My loyalty extends to the ocean and back, but the dreams my heart has set sail for are out there alone.
We will find each other again, right? Your absence isn't forever I hope.
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