It’s one of those feelings that makes perfect sense yet none at all, and all at once, and you all know just what I’m talking about, don’t you?

poetry

It has not been so long.
It has not been so taxing.
The days pass as they
always have.

Strange that
every day we’re apart
feels like a missed connection.

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