While seeking to maintain connection
You were gone in an instant of stagnation and lust
A barometer for murky days
Muddled by conflict and doubts and the spectrum of emotions
Portrayed as harmless incidents
In the broader scope of our abbreviated existence
Lacking consistent measures of gratification
For those unfortunate souls
Whose destiny was ordained by past trials and trails
Of alternating darkness and light
We became only what we knew
Left potential unrealized
In the fear of those moments
I eventually made peace with the indiscretion
But how would you know?
May 2019
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