I don’t know if I’ve told you I missed you,
But you probably wouldn’t believe me if I did.
I could be more stand offish than a magnum revolver on a Cowboys hip when a new sheriff’s in town,
Truth is, you’ve always intrigued me instead.
Amid all of these mixed feelings you stuck around and hung on to the possibility of chemistry that was meant to react.
Life happened, we separated. Never were able again to reattach.
Unless it involved the beautiful process of creating musical syllables, grinding synchronized thoughts when they matched.
Which exploded brainwaves that vibrate cosmic space and kept us coming back.

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