I am so sorry that I didn’t reply to you oh so genuine but rare call. I tire of the chase and brought my focus to the ones greet me with truth.
I am sorry that you had to take out time out of your day to look behind you to find me gone,
Not begging and reaching for a kind word or welcome glance.
Champions don’t follow the blind nor do they allow baited lures to swipe their love away and replace it with confusion and tears.
I am sorry that you are not given your “respect” for you colored in reality,
But I am a world away from you and I am not sorry for that.
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