We didn't talk much today.
There wasn't much to convey.
It was good, hope yours was as well,
Not for a moment did I feel like in hell.
But no matter how great my day would be,
My mind doesn't seem to really agree.
Something's always missing, wrong,
I'd rather the worst day but with you along.

***

Have you ever heard of the movie called Inside Out?
I have this little fox in my head screaming her name out loud.
And it's screaming that name without pause,
Reminding me of what ultimately never was.
Reminding me that we'll never hold hands again,
Reminding me that ultimately I am the one to blame.

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