it’s been years…and I still think of you

it’s been years…and I still dream about you

this frustrating pull I have towards you…I can’t figure it out

you should be a distant memory

there is something about you…

like leaves changing colors during autumn

life begins to drain the green into shades that make up a roaring fire, powerful yet so subtle

the winds are cooler, winter is coming

I dread the cold but still, the transition is beautiful

I can feel that cool autumn breeze in which wears your face

your essence lingers, haunting me like a spirit with nowhere to go

mentally I don’t want you

but it seems my heart believes in a different story

foolish, my mind says

what am I to do?

I’m drawn to you like a moth drawn to light

but… I also know the burning consequences if I get too close

I still think of you…

of what was, of what could have been

quietly… I hold you close

wishing you well

that you’re blossoming and finding your way

becoming the woman you were meant to be

I still think of you…

and probably will always

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