Under Construction

I never gave you that time…
Me,
That time,
That is…
To heal.
From you,
Me…
And everything else in between.

I fooled myself,
Thinking…
Believing…

Yet here I am,
Dragged back in,
Feeling it all over again.
This time different,
Than the last…

History…
I guess you never really know
How deep it runs,
Until you feel it.

But is that wisdom?
Or is that hope?

Is that truth?
Or just naive?

Stuck in
That in between…
The mixture of it all,
Partly holding on,
As the other
Let’s go…

Almost there,
Yet unable…

But only because,
There was reminder…
A sighting…

And there it was…

Under construction…
Because I never gave that time,
That time for me.

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