You've always been there.
I learned all about you
Without acknowledging
You even existed.
My subconscious routine.
Steps to a dance I
Would come to master.
Perfecting my avoidance.
Until I thought you
Forgotten. Part of me
Cut off, left in the past.
I dropped my guard.
Relaxed. I stopped dancing.
Started walking, started
Growing and moving forward
And as I grew my wake
Became bigger and bolder,
But you never left. You
Waited for opportunity
With contentment distracting
Me, you erupted, exploded,
Derailing my thoughts and
Disturbing my confidence.
My psyche tattered.
You aren't to blame though.
I was afraid to help you,
To disarm you, and to let
Those feelings flood.
There's a crater in my mind
Where you went off. It's
Beautiful in its own way.
A place for things to grow.
Contentment Distracting
Nice view of the mind. To be stalked always - contentment without allowing distraction from the quest.
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Lady A
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