#jsleiman

I want to sincerely apologize to every word I've ever held at the tip of my tongue only to swallow because I feared that they were louder than my voice could project.

There's a line that lays between us. You and I both aware But to speak of it We do not. You cross it at times. I do the same. Aware of the line and our mis-placement  , We step back. Two steps if crossed too far. There's a conversation to be had We both, in a state of conscious avoidance. There lies a decision We both fear to make. So it simmers And we wait for it to make itself.

Perhaps this is a phantom love. Because I find your presence in all that I do, and it is inherently painful.

The lines between us have gone from dashed to solid. It is no longer permitted for me to change lanes. These roads are strictly opposing parallels.