Obviously,
I think of you all the time.
Often.
Believing highly
in karma.
Feeling
even my thoughts
condemn me.
Reliving a life
until past mistakes,
bad habits
are undone.
Obviously,
I dream of you.
Often.
Unencroached
by far reaching
arms
of karma.
Hopefully.
I wish you happiness,
but cannot help
wishing,
to meet you again in my life,
hopefully
not only in my dreams.
Guilt
attempts to empty
my waking thoughts,
But you invade my memories.
A blanket, of cotton,
velveteen and warm.
Cruel and indifferent
life lessons.
Blunt, and sharp.
Please tell me what you think
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