Presence

Impassioned words and heartfelt motions,

met with the devoid, wandering eye and occasional puppet like smile.

You, hypocritically entertaining ideas, your mind never pondered to even conceive. And emotions, too rooted to ever wistfully call upon the chambers of your heart.

If it’s too much to ask for your presence, at least honor me with your kind release from the torture of our baseless conversation.

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