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Blank and explicit ties of commitment

pledging to do the things we desire.

But then we don’t find them sufficient

and scorch them in a raging wildfire.

The secret voice in our head saying no

throwing away precious opportunity,  

but shielding us from malicious hellos.

making us think we have pain immunity.

Because it is easier to say goodbye

then it is to accept the changing tides

Leading us into an unaware high

unable to see the good in both sides.

causing us to ignore every single nerve

we accept the love we think we deserve.