After 1992
Lost connectionshas it been far
too long yet,
why is it we tend
to start up where we
left off.
Your life as removed
as mine,
but our similarities
are inner twined,
just like years past
tense;
not at all.
First time in a while
I feel eager to smile.
Hun, Babe,
you know just what things
to say, to make me
feel human again.
We live in anxiety,
but surrender to calm,
in conversation.
First time in a while
I feel excited to smile.
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