You try to tell me, Though you know that I'm not there. The sun comes out, And you look for me, But I'm hiding behind you, In your shadows And your secrets. In your shadows I wake, I write these poems, Only to realize that you aren't there, And I'm exposed to my thoughts, And reality. You've moved on... So why can't I?
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