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Haiku 345/365

Distance makes me bleed My heart doesn’t yearn – it burns as I wait for you.

What brings life meaning? To write, or to love– what feeds your mind and your soul?

Don’t forget yourself, Who you were before the cloud hung over your head.

The mountains of love that I am trying to climb have a sunset glow.

If I bled in ink The scars would be etched in skin Visible to all.

Reach into my heart And see, you light up this void This empty, this me.

An empty casing. My heart is shaking. Please stop. This ride seems pointless.

Hold on to my heart Guard it with your whole being And I’ll protect yours.

Hit me with the old Nostalgia hits just right I fight with what’s new.

Life transitions come Sometimes without warning we Are forced to rise up.