We’ve grown distant
In these intervening months
Your presence is no longer the antidote
It once was.
Hollow promises
Well meaning intents
I know less now
Then I did then.
I think I miss you.
Honestly I am unsure.
A vacuum undefined
Left unfulfilled.
Curiously dissatisfied
Your words echo in the silence.
Follow through has never been our forte
Is this enough?
Maybe
Maybe someday.
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