I see that you're back now
Still unttainable, not in arms length, but somehow you are so close
Partically Reachable.
It seems so hard to be this close to you
I have a better chance at spotting a morning star then staying away from you
I rather not reach out to you,
I rather have you exist somewhere extend as far as too far
I know where I am is propably where you ought to be but lies were told, promise were broken like strings on an acoustic guitar
the truth was not amplifid just like the sounds that come from that instrument a friendship existed the entire time
But now I think I want to end it.
"Nobody trust me to know what I know anymore, my memories belong to me"
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