I couldn't help but fade out like FM waves engulfed by noise on the countryside. I couldn't help but stay out. I'm the deadbeat, I'm the letdown, I'm the empty seat you set.
They put our paintings on the wall many years ago. And though we still might find them there, would I be the one who cared? Would you smile politely as I reminisced?
I'll slow down – I walked away when you lost your footing.
How've you been? Where are you headed? Did you conquer all your demons without me? I wish I would've been there. I heard your accusations that I think I'm too good for you, but no – I want you to know that I'm no better than you.
We misplaced our trust in each other; stuttering silence confounds and corrupts. Who bore the brunt of this mess? I'm searching through rubble, looking for what's left.
released June 27, 2016
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