Shifting Sands

This is the part where I wish there was something clever to say, but there isn’t.

Try as I may to conjure a little more emotion than what my set point is used to, I couldn’t.

It’s like being stuck in the middle of something I haven’t quite figured out yet.

They say love can move mountains, but I am just a handful of sand blown by the wind.

It’s not that I refuse to be loved, I just need some air to breathe.

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