I stopped overly thinking
to try listen softly
only then did I stop threading
on remembering what you taught me.

oh air out my existence,
don’t let me attach to your love.
I’m regretting my seething stance, on clearly being too much.

I wish I stayed silent,
no matter the fallback
because then I wouldn’t think 
over the jarring lines you look at.

I don’t have to see it anymore
but I do see the name.
I see the pain over and over
unlike me, I remain
so far gone from our entity
but still so stuck in our meant to be.