My presence still finds its tenses in your penance
No longer waiting
No longer questioning
No longer...no more
Yes, you see the me free from the bounds of you
Living, breathing art unbound from boxes of misunderstanding...Passion
Think love?
No longer love at all
How can you love something never fully understood?
You are to me a long gone bye
Nothing more, nothing less
No more poetic beauty displayed for all to see
No more loss of intellect and convincing of the heart
No more coaxing in attempts to help you see
You never understood after years of my standing unveiled in your presence and absence
No longer caged by you I am free to love, hold peace, and freedom
Things you stole long ago through selfishness and selfcenteredness...
Are now more beautiful, more vibrant, more alive with the absence of you
For you are nothing more than a long gone bye
Maybe, just maybe, a cup of lukewarm tea of the future after time has passed
But for now, nothing more than a long gone bye
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