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old comforts

The cards feel familiar in my hands  
though it's been years since I've done this  
my belief in magic traded for cynicism  
and spiritual fractures  
 
I thought I saw them for what they were  
pretty pictures painted on cards  
telling me things I wanted to hear
 
...
 
I wanted to believe in soul mates  
an all conquering connection  
that could survive the sharp edges
of this world
 
But life is not a story plucked  
from the romantic pages of a book
with happy endings or resolutions  
our hearts can make sense of
 
...
 
I dreamed of you so much  
I thought I would go mad with it
good dreams, bad dreams
dreams of love,  dreams of death
dreams of things that couldn't come true
 
For a long time I longed for  
and feared sleep  
 
After the dreams where gone  
I missed their absence  
 
Your face in my subconscious  
still makes my heart ache  
 
...
 
I shuffle the deck and suspend
all disbelief that this isn't real  
I choose the cards and lay them down
they don't tell me anything  
I don't already know
but there's a comfort in ritual  
and the confirmation  
 
...
 
For all that's been lost  
I still want to believe in you
 
(C) Indie Adams 2021
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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