Wanderer

You don’t love?

Are you blind?

I’m a star burning brilliantly after all

You don’t love me?

I’ve been here for you but I don’t matter now that new opportunities shine on your bleak horizon. 

We don’t fit?

I am the missing jigsaw piece of your heart. 

You love me?

But you want to leave when we could have it all. 

I am desolate but always full of hope. I will be fine. You will always be a wanderer. 

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