SWALLOWING STONES
Wanting you close at a time as this.
Still I push you away, I must admit.
Not intentionally,
Yet not coincidentally.
A ripple effect if you may -
You pushed me first, and I blindly followed anyway.
Now I miss you just the same.
The nostalgia is insane!
Nonetheless,
I am trying my best
To outrun my past,
For like my shadow, me, it haunts.
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