It’s been a while since we’ve spoken.
It’s no secret that we’ve been distant;
estranged.
My life got too busy for you.
Other things became a priority;
And I changed.
You’ve stayed exactly the same,
right where I left you.
I stopped visiting -
Got caught up,
and Lost you.
Thought of you often.
Never at peace.
Days began to escape me.
A discouraging tease.
Too much has happened.
I don’t know where to start.
Highs as high as the mountains.
Lows beyond anything I’ve ever felt.
A lonely journey.
Slipping and sliding.
Harder without you there,
Within me.
I want to tell you so much.
You are eager to hear.
But this starts with a confession,
It was never you, it was always me; my fear.
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