Between your 'O' and K' in your yesterday's 'okay'
There was perhaps a silently sorrowful story that you didn't say.
Behind your mask of being 'fine'
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You dislike how we don't talk to each other.
I dislike how we now can't walk together.
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The news of your disease left me so helpless,
That my senses motioned to numbness.
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I wish you a wonderfully Happy Birthday,
As your every happiness come to stay.
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Without speaking,
You bid me adieu,
Whatever was pending,
With you it flew.
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I once created you with pure intentions,
I then formed you with pristine motions.
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From being best friends,
We became strangers with loose ends,
From having a trust that knew no science,
We became uncomfortable even with our own silence.
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I bought this body when it was on sale,
Which explains why it is still so stale.
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