Pss. Thank you for asking if I am ok.
I know you actually have concern for me.
I am ok.
Still have the memories running freely,
throughout my mind.
But now they are farther away.
Struggling because when we first met,
it was magical for me and
something I had never experienced.
I wasn’t the best custodian of this gift.
Played my part,
But towards the end
no matter how hard I tried
it wasn’t enough.
It was tearing me apart.
Couldn’t even be friends.
So I left because I could no longer suffer the blows.
Caught in between,
Reality and fantasy,
One can find tranquility and
Complete chaos.
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