You are not my muse,
My words are not for you.
Although I press repeat.
Again and once again.
But, still you think I’m yours…
…my heart still lies with you.
But you’re not in my thoughts.
And I can hear my beat.
And so I’ll write once more.
I’ll type it one more time.
These words are simply words…
That were not wrote for you.
Your words
They were not written
For me
Yet your words hit bass notes deep down in my soul
Your words
Reveal a kindred spirit lying dormant
The writer in me woken
By the tapping of your typing
Stretching out and yawning…
I believe I am awake.
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