What she missed out on
a lifetime of depression
and her life put up for inspection
but a genius buried under each lesson
every symbol in every song
and he’s still singing along
as if she would return to him
marriage doesn’t kill distance
it just causes a shift in
the ways he’ll fight off sleep
he can’t beg her to return
he can’t be more than alone
she’s caught hook, line, and sinker
he’s caught on how she’s gone
no closure in growing closer
there’s no end with resisting
all the latent impulses
and he’s still wishing she’d come home
but she built a whole new house and
he’s not welcome in it
so they will remain separate
he’ll write one more song about that
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