feel it in my bones

wind swept
I felt a sudden cold
but it probably is not nearly as cold as where you are

I am not sure
if “I am sorry” is too fake
or too late

in those days
I thought this was it
working hard
chasing dreams

occupied mind
turned me blind
days that I wish would last
gone fast

I closed my eyes
traveled back
in my imagination
and all I could feel
in my bones
is a bitter taste
of lonely betrayal

 

 

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