On hold

I’m sorry I was busy
Riding waves on broken tides
Running off cliffs
And hoping to fly

Traveling timelines of places
I’ve known
Splattering brains
Into clouds that had grown

I’m sorry I was busy
With adventures untold
Exploring shut doors
That I had built all alone

Shattering mirrors
Of still open waters
Legs that are restless
And wandering farther

I’m sorry I was busy
But it was never in vain
I trusted the stars
That we’ll meet once again

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