Overthinking what's been and gone,
will it be far enough behind?
Can our burden become pleasure?
Our history our greatest treasure?
Have we parted, growing closer still?
Could you always relate to what
you're yearning for now?
The picture composed in your head,
is it real...??
Or is it just a blind spot in your eyes,
from a light that was once bright but
has already faded...
Just realize the necessity to communicate,
radiate a warmth that has change through
growth written all over it..
But how will we sense that one is gone
and another has come,
when nothing really seems changed at all?
Afraid to slip into the same old pattern again,
and throw up a wall of distrust and misconception...
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