You sold me your neat words,
and I spoke affectionately in turn.
Years of regret sit heavily in my chest,
not that you accepted the memo.
So bound in what's right in front of your face,
there's no possibility for a daydream.
I willed for my love to bring you into my universe.
A place where our mutual desire vanquishes past mistakes.
Away.
Always astray.
I die.
each time your pretty eyes deny.
Each and every time.
The piece of me that will always belong to you.
I will remain...
missing.
Unseen but bound by the elastic of your grace.
Joy4no1
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