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Conversation fell somewhere between the cracks
Buried itself in earth's core
Photographs at one point deserved their frame
Empty frames now sit without purpose
Journal entry type memories
Salted by ignorance
Made our way under each other's skin
And that was okay then
Nothing had to be said or expressed
We had one another in an emotional straitjacket
Gratified communication drew empty
Not enough depth existed to replenish it
Moods would fluctuate
Being mad or frustrated would come and go
Forget all material things that were contributed
The spirit and joy of experiencing one another
Held more value
Time would pass and we'd still have trouble
There was a better comprehension of me
Than there was of us
Hearts would fight for one another
In fear of something being lost
Determination severed into tiny unfix able pieces
No more war, but hurt still prevails
Dismissing never proved to be true
Perhaps it's different now