There's always going to be something valuable like time,
anything can be valuable in the midst of time,
You can tell me how your day was and has been,
And we could be spending the whole away,
time goes by when you're having fun of course,
so it would seem like time takes forever when you're doing nothing,
So why does it feel like my time with you has been so short,
The longevity of our lives are frail, frail enough to almost be transparent,
your need interlock with mine, all it takes is a little interaction,
annoying, annoying, something like forced separation doesn't deserve to exist,
yet in our own ways, we were always separated, we always have been, everybody's been
one can never make enough memories, but "far and beyond we will forget each other, in due time"
how can you say something like that after all we've been through,
But, those weren't your words...were they,
No, my intoxicating thoughts swarmed my head with each passing time I couldn't see you, all of you.
It'd be a shame if my separation were to end on short notice,
I want to see you again,
All of us have a state of forgetfulness,
and if it's me then I won't forget the most important things,
If the states shift us even father apart,
It won't stop me from wanting to come to see you,
I might get overwhelmed that I might be moved to tears,
but nothing matters 'cause you're all there to comfort me,
So that we can finally say "Welcome Back, You're home,"
There's been laughing coming from the other side of the phone,
While I'm talking by myself, sitting all alone,
I know you care for me and ask if I'm okay,
But I can only think about how much I want to be right there,
Text messages come back and forth, flying in the air,
But I can't hear the joy from your colorful voice,
If it's hard, if it's tough, we will all be right there,
it's unfair to know we all have to go our separate ways,
She's smiling all the way, while she sits in her chair,
because she knows that saying goodbye is the hardest thing,
But feathers fall from the heaves leading you your every path,
all alone because things will go back to how they used to be,
nothing for me,
She has nobody to tell her, "Welcome Back, You're home"
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Unidentified ambivalence
Non-Fiction[Untitled] You dont have to, but if u stumble across and browse this then it won't matter if you want to A small writing self-project to write down all the feelings I've felt and/or witnessed from myself or others and arrange them into what would s...
