The Day of the Wilted Flower of Lost Love
relocation to relative nature
dislocation of our too distant love
affirmation of the fact that it is all officially over
confirmation as you drive off into your moving on and i continue in my remaining in the same
vindication that love is not always everlasting
destination yet to be named until all minds are cleared
imagination running wild....hoping what was once the norm....will soon return
evaluation telling me that it actually will not be so
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