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What Remains?

In between of the days that passed, are parts of ourselves we may not get back. Untraceable remnants broken and rebuilt. Some thrown to the sky some torn apart.⠀

A more sensitive side that felt the moves and saw the good in everyone. Hurting and healing for others, before becoming walled off, cold and calloused. ⠀

An idealistic side that wouldn't settle. ⠀

A side that was ready for what was to come, believing in five years. But five years later when dreams became realities, a lack of courage kept them at arms length. Realized possibilities only for those with the conviction to act on what they believed. ⠀

A side that wanted to leave the right way, but didn't know how to say goodbye. Staying long after the boundaries were crossed. One. After another. After another. ⠀

A side that didn't want to be a let down, until the pressure overflowed when all that was held was let go. ⠀

A side that was convinced love was enough to overcome, proven wrong by how distance can lead others to become distant strangers. ⠀

A remaining open question.