Am I being told
not to be distracted by others?
Maybe I am to believe that bolt of knowledge …
My heart weighs heavy.
As I held that gorgeous lock of hair
the emotion felt so powerful,
a love so strong …
The root of belief has burrowed deep,
so hard to destroy,
to erase from my mind.
How can I miss someone I’ve never been close to?
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