companion, dear one
A mysterious friend,
an entrance and exit unprovoked.
I miss thee.
Already I wonder.
exhilaration gone.
Confinement in a small town.
leaving things is the hardest thing to do.
The connection powerful.
Unlike anything felt before.
Strange how things like these can randomly come into light.
A trip and a river.
A connection found and lost.
Not lost, per say, misplaced.
Things are so confusing.
Nothing is ever simple.
Not like childhood.
I miss you.
My soul longs for your return.
It aches and knows that one day,
some day soon,
we will meet again.
an entrance and exit unprovoked.
I miss thee.
Already I wonder.
exhilaration gone.
Confinement in a small town.
leaving things is the hardest thing to do.
The connection powerful.
Unlike anything felt before.
Strange how things like these can randomly come into light.
A trip and a river.
A connection found and lost.
Not lost, per say, misplaced.
Things are so confusing.
Nothing is ever simple.
Not like childhood.
I miss you.
My soul longs for your return.
It aches and knows that one day,
some day soon,
we will meet again.
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this time, hold your breath
you're a swimmer
you should be good at that
brb linds
sooner than you think
your words encourage the optimist in me.
I wonder and re-read what you wrote.
It makes me think.
Are you truly gone?