Distracted and derailed

Distracted and derailed.

Distracted and derailed,feeling the reigns slip through my hands.

And I thought you were here to stay,please stay because with you at least I am still sane.

Sanity seems so foreign to me but it’s strength I am trying to regain…

for so long I thought things with you will never be the same, little did I know this time was all I had and it is all I needed to save from the memories captured and put in a frame.

Please i am begging you to stay, remember you are my saving grace and without you my heart is just an empty space.

You said you will never leave but I guess that was also staged.

Distracted, derailed but most of all I feel betrayed by the one that got away.

My anger is always misplaced.

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