Someday I'll tell you all of what this feels like - leaving you. Over again in small amounts each night. Pushing us back down again into dreams. All of me has become fragmented thoughts - and yet round it goes ceaselessly. Turn and wake and fall and turn...Are we both haunted then and beyond undoing? Breaking and mending at once, yet the hope abounds in waves - so suddenly I want all of you so ravenously.
What once was sanctuary from the world - you now need saving from. So go and roam as far as you need - if you need it -- let something else destroy and elate. Feel the sensation of a great & terrible journey conquered...find the answers. Navigate that tired old road back home again like I pray it bends, and tell me everything again. I'll be waiting to come back to you. I'll be done my leaving.
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