Where are you?
You are here yet..
not present,

racing in a million directions,
in search of something,
unaware of what it could be.

Are you still there?
Will you be coming back?

Or,

is your view that spectacular?

You are stubborn.

Reality, as you perceive it,
is an ignored inconvenience.
I've realized,
more then ever,
how much
I need you.

Responsibility and consideration
a chain that weighs you down
 
You look so confused,
yet sure that
things are the way
they should be,
swatting away outreaching hands,
as if they stood in your way.

I love you.
I will be here
waiting
for you
to need me.

Yet I fear
you are already
lost

in the clouds.

please,

please,

don't you fall.

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