.15

As days go by your rough heart fades.
In a different country
through a different lens
I can survive.
In reality I struggle.
I struggle with the ideals I wanted for us.
I struggle with the words you spoke to me and the dreams we had built.
I fall asleep in a daze of fantastic fantasies and muddy fights.
Your energy paralyzed me
yet the promises you made kept me standing strong.
I pull away the fog from our relationship
two longing souls not able to survive in each other's environment...