I don’t know if we’d be better off ,
living our own separate lives -
talking every once or twice -
whenever we need each other...
I can’t picture another arm around you.
wonder how I would react...
would I scream and shout in anger,
or would I maintain some tact?
...but I am not made to tag along
when everything seems wrong,
and I still can breathe when
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