Love on the Fritz

The radio didn’t work. I couldn’t reach you. I met you and now there’s a lack of happy holidays but a barrage of likes online. I can distinguish delusion now. I did the work and I was selfish too often, overlooking your efforts.

I don’t miss you like I use to. To clarify I don’t miss you because I’m bored or cause I’m not as happy yet as I could be. I miss you in every version where you fall apart. I miss you in all realities.

My actions now are my attempt at being brave to choose love because I’m willing to choose it everyday no matter the weather. I was missing that piece.

As for the very loud distance, I don’t expect an explanation. It’s not my place and never was to begin with.

You’re always a reminder that I should know when to walk away.

You are the soundtrack that no matter what language you sing in, i can recite every word.

Im not here to replace you. No matter which one of us tells it, there are no lies in it.

I’m going to cultivate the life I know I deserve and I will work hard while I wish you all the greatness in your universe from my universe. Cause you see that’s how far you feel.

I’m not going to revisit the broken versions of our past selves. Your teachings arrived 9 years later and that’s better late than never. I’ll breathe without expecting you to exhale with me. I’m going to put you in my egg shell white vinyl record shelf without ever opening you again and protecting you like vintage.

Dance to a different rhythm never forgetting the one where we coexisted.

Oxygen fuels the fire