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I sit here, you sit there, and there is only space.
I sit here, you sit there, and there is nothing to say. 
 I sit here, you sit there, and time passes into another day.
Here we are face to face; there is no smile, not even a goodnight.
The pain between us seems so one-sided.
I'm bleeding out of my heart, and it's hard to hide it.
It's hard to fight it. Tears flow as I cry in it.
Temptation wants me to keep everything the same.
Reality says I'll just be your fool again. 
It's like a sweet, seductive mistress blowing in my ear, making my heart shudder.
I want to ask why did things ever get this far.
We see the end, but when did the fighting start?
When did our love have conditions that left us so far apart?
I remember holding hands and thinking this type of love would never end. 
Little did I know there was a tragic part in my heart that I didn't want to see.
I was so green and very naive. 
In my mind, our relationship was happy
Might I even say, at times, fulfilling? 
In reality, it was masks and charades.
It got so heavy I had to lose the facade.
 In the end, appearances mean nothing.
I neglected my truth and became hypersensitive to catering only to you.
The trauma bond was karmic, and I knew I must snap out of it. 
It's a pain that I don't want to see.
I'm sitting over here, you sitting over there. 
It's a pain I don't want to feel. 
I want to run away and forget it all.
But here I am, sitting in the thick of it all.
I'm looking at the mess that we fell in.
There's no going back; this cycle has come to an end.
I'll push it away, stay in my lane, and stay in my place to grasp the situation.
I'm healing from any distance between us.
The more I saw, the more I was able to get stronger.
I'm finally facing the reality of it all.
Times are running out, and the words I have formed to walk away.
So you sit there, and I'll move forward.
Anything else will be another projection again. 
I know I don't want to face that type of rejection again. 
So, I sit over here with complete understanding.
I give you your space. Besides, time heals all wombs.
It's a hard thing of acceptance, but to heal genuinely, one must sit in it and go right through it. 

Relationships can be stepping stones to evolve and transform into a higher awareness. Unfortunately, hard lessons must be learned that not everyone will be on your journey. Take Care ????
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