Time was never my enemy
But I grew to loathe his face.
His ever-changing face.
The same, yet
Subtle differences kept me from being able to touch his face,
Because I was always afraid that he wouldn't be the person I thought he was.
In my minds eye, I had these memories
These dreams of a man that I never truly could know.
One moment I thought he was the man that loved me so passionately.
The others I thought he was the man who broke my heart.
Never was he the man who left me.
But I was cursed by his constant reminders.
His flirtatious advances.
His firm hand.
His sweet voice.
His eyes that were dark like black holes drawing me into his embrace, even when I didn't want to surrender to the darkness.
But he was never my enemy.
Nor my friend.
Nor my lover.
He just was.
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