Sometimes

Sometimes 

No matter how two people feel

It doesn’t work.

Is it timing?

Is it life perspective?

Is it fear?

Deep down they truly love you

In you heart you truly love them.

And still 

There’s a missing puzzle piece.

You can’t finish putting together

the masterpiece 

Because there is something missing.

It’s not identifiable 

It just is.

You waste hours, days, months 

Wondering what you did wrong?

Wondering why you were happy

Yet often you weren’t.

There was a hole of pain.

Something not quite fulfilled.

Lack of true faith

In each other?

Bad timing?

Eventually the pain 

Of staying

Is equal to

The pain 

Of walking away.

All because of

Something.

Sometimes.

Kind Regards -K
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