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Jan 2018
Here I am at 11:48PM sitting at a street corner
At a busy intersection of my thoughts
Wondering how you and I got to this point
I drive sometimes off of my normal route
Wandering and down my neighborhood streets  
Searching for a sign to tell me why
I can't seem to piece together how we fell apart
When we never learned to fall together
I ask myself why it felt like I was always hospitalized
After speaking to you like they were injecting  
Disappointment into my bloodstream
With no cure to the pain you have given me  
I sit at red lights in at the near the edge of crosswalks
Hoping that when the lights change I'll understand
Why our paths crossed in the first place
Why it was so **** hard for you to hold on
Why you wouldn't hold my hand tightly at night
Why my face reminded you of something much less
Than a forever or an always
Like I'm on a never ending journey to discover
Why I feel so empty inside
Why I'm always claiming second place
Why I can't seem to hold onto anything  
That makes my body scream "love me".
Another old entry.
Written by
MAR  La Jolla, California
(La Jolla, California)   
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