With the natural progression of time,
we went our separate ways,
even if that meant you pushed me left,
then ran to the right,
leaving no trail to follow,
After much hesitation I had no choice,
I continued on the path you set,
but my heart left a lingering path,
needing only a sign to sling-back,
double over, return like a boomerang.
For too long my heart waited,
but like bait never bitten,
it lost its scent,
it lost its strength,
the trail faded away.
My heart is mine again,
it no longer lays at an angle,
waiting for its escape,
it settled back into its cavity,
allowing the blood to flow,
beating returns to regularity,
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