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Jul 2014
Your sincerity submerges me deep in the warmth of unknown ocean
I am afraid to realize how fragile I am when your hand slightly touches mine
I am caught up in a waveless turbulence of your dreams
Washed away on a shore of undefined feelings
In this place, the flow of time loses its weight when you're not around.
The racing digits no longer haunt me
They're pacing in a merely andante tempo, as if to mock me with their gift of restlessness
The empty space you leave behind carries a scent of uncertainty
White noise drones in place of your voice
All I can hear is the tiny whispers of doubt mixed with an air of self-deprecation
We are straddling on the surface, trying to keep everything light
Because you know the breathlessness under
The cold blue depth that's suffocating with each failed expectation, yet blinding with every promises of future
Am I really drowning or is it just a make believe
Because I can't clearly see the boundaries.
Gymnossienne
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