Long Gone

Dear Anonymous One,

Hurt me so I may be inspired by all the sorrow that may come forth.

Push me aside as if I never was first to begin with, and let me sit at the bottom.

Do you see what I see, feel what I feel?

We have drifted from one another in a way that seems impossible to mend

like a game of make-believe and pretend.

All of our dreams about growing old starts to fade as if what crept upon us was nothing more but a disease,

and I can no longer approach you with ease.

With all the long talks of forever,

How did we lose sight of all that was endured to be together?



Anonymous TD


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