How can the voices I don’t hear compete with the voices you do?
For loving you has become difficult and the wanting of you now feigned
I walk in truth and lie beside you in regret
For you rehearse layers of lies and dance erratically
to the syncopated rhythms of my unbelief
But I am still here
They have gone
Leaving behind traces of unkindness, betrayal and uncertainty
to haunt you and terrorize me
But Lover I am here
I am here
I am here
Where are you?
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