excuses

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I tally them up,

The reasons why

You wouldn’t want to see me

You move along

You move on

Landing, leaving

Coming, going

Without a hello

Or a goodbye

You fly for hours to

Leave it all behind

To leave me behind

In the rearview

It’s easier to forget it all

When I’m growing so small

Behind you

Widening the distance

Between what could never be

So long, the long game

You could never belong to me

To crave someone to match wits with you,

Yet listen so obediently

That’s a lot to ask from anyone

Even you know to admit

This one, you try to tell yourself, call it

An investment that wouldn’t be worth your while

you write it off, you write me off

And start over.

Where do we go from here?

Right,

There is no

We.