I should have seen that vacant look that resided in your eyes
When you told me that you’ve been “busy.”
I should have known from your troubled past and fluctuating emotions,
That taking root in one spot in one heart wasn’t enough for you.
I should have realized that your promises and plans were filled with nothing but moving on;
All that you wanted was all that I gave,
Until you were full.
The words “to stay” have yet to be fully defined for someone such as you.
While the attractive sayings and helpful hands of others may keep you at bay,
The most profound words and vibrant, honest gestures never give you reason enough to remain.
You relapse into the mindset that all you know is all that you will ever be,
And that these paper people are worth all the paper cuts they give you,
Even with their lack of depth.
That all of this pain is somehow better than the beacon of hope offered at the opening of a new door,
Or the turning of a new page.
You nomadically wander through my thoughts
Sometimes when the moon bleeds light across the sky,
As I effortlessly hope that one day you may cross my path once more,
And realize that “staying” isn’t so bad after all.
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