Met with competition..my subconcious heart..felt the resistance..of your love..out of fear..I created..as always..an alternate world..filled with pain..and negativity..it became..my sword and shield..as I allowed my thoughts..to get swept away..in a current..of false hope..and future heartache..
My reality has returned..and..I find..I have been washed upon..a remote island..no noise..no kids..no present pleasures..for our..future memories..no..You..no..US..
T.
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