Catching Dust

I heard through the cracks of the past that you were trying to come back.

A message sent through the wire that never made it home.

Lost somewhere between war and home,

you left a piece of yourself there.

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I can’t blame you for running backward,

the future is so scary.

Yet I find my feet moving forward,

no matter how much I squeeze my eyes in fear.

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You hold me at a distance,

far from the sands of history

that slip through your fingers.

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Alone with you is all I want to be.

Alone with you is how I am meant to be.

Alone with you—oh! Alone with you,

it is just a distant dream.