Cracks and callouses on my skin, in my bones. I just want you closer. Wrap my arms around whatever state you're in, keep you at arm's length so I can bring you toward me when I need you, or push you further and further still away. Touching down on foreign ground, wishing you to meet me here, but the gate stands empty and my footsteps echo against the solid concrete walls of this port of call. I'm not the same, it's safe to say you never knew me. A situation so cold, a love so distant, a breathless silence hanging between us, words waiting in the wings that will never be allowed to breathe. Give life to, let down softly. Another empty promise, it's so sad, but never as sad now as it was when I was with you.
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