The distance makes it easier
I can feel without influence
My heart can beat unabashed
No reservations.
Older and wiser
But alone and wanted
The attention is not reciprocated
I have told you partially...
I do not care for their eyes
Nor their obtuse gestures
They cannot measure up
They are not you.
Don't attempt to comfort me
With your awkward silences
I know you cannot respond
You never will.
Your mystery --
Your misery.
It's more than I can stand.
Just know I give a shit.
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