He left me alone again. Here with my thoughts of loneliness and isolation.
Alone does not suit me.
He surely noticed me crying in the car. And uncomfortably chose not to ask why.
Are we that distant? Do we know each other so thinly?
They say miles and time create a valley. To each his own life lived.
Surrounded by the foreignly familiar my heart aches with the wanting of my old life.
Will I ever be that happy again?
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