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You Never Asked
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Soul Poetry You sat there,
disconnected
and far away,
farther
than I could reach.
Days pass by in
monotony's blur
caught up
in the world's
fast paced rush.
Time slips past,
never to be returned
to those moments,
lost forever are they
to mere snippet memories.
Chances lost
cannot be regained
when you are too far past
the point of return.
Wounds sliced deep,
no band-aid can cover,
are too far past
the point of healing.
Words left hanging,
you never voiced,
dangle between us
in unspoken monotones
long past hearing.
Simple things,
left by the wayside,
once important,
once meaningful,
are disregarded
as mundane...
or simply no longer
important enough
to warrant your attentions,
nor worthy of your concern.
You never asked,
so how could I possibly
have answered?
