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i spoke too soon.

my heart, my moon

turned their back 

with the sunrise.

a new day

in a different light.

clear as day 

you are no longer in sight.

have i been feeding 

this disinterest

with all i can't seem

to put to rest?

maybe this time

i can learn to walk away

before you find

the right words to say

this isn't what you wanted.

it's just not there.

the communication 

and the admiration,

it's just not there

and you're bumming me out.

everything truly is a cycle.

i'm wading in the water

and you're walking off the beach.

yes, the sunset is beautiful

but who the fuck cares

when all that comes after

is darkness?

walking back, cold and damp,

i reach out for your hand

but it just falls through,

it doesn't land.

i make it home, regardless.

and i switch on the lamp

and for a second

i can see your shadow

still flickering

so i run to what isn't there. 

soon to realize i am alone,

left with the reminder

that love is seldom fair.