deadlock

I find it strange

that you requite missing me

with mingling

that you equate concern

with intrusion of trust

.

I really don’t know

.

I find it strange

because I requite missing me

with solitude

and I equate concern

with unwavering devotion

.

I really don’t know

.

I find it strange

that we are in a deadlock

but solitude strays some minds

the same way that

mingling strays some hearts

.

I really don’t know..

.

.

.