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Knock me down, my friend, Ill just get back up again. There is nothing you could ever do to hurt me, darling. Once I laid my heart at your feet. A hundred times, you stepped all over it. Its time to remember, P. its time to forget everything before this day, this is the first conversation we’ve ever had. You don’t have to think so much. It’s simple. It’s you and it’s me. We’re stuck in a memory. But were not afraid. Because in this space, we have each other, always, there is no way that I’m leaving you behind. The look you keep giving me is heavenly. We’re running through the woods at dawn. Every fifteen seconds you’re looking back; I’m trailing behind intentionally. I want to be sure that your paying attention. You want to be certain that I never lose sight of you. I know every inch of these woods. The back of my hand refuses to age. The child reaches for the one he loves most. She is lost in a nasty place. Her energy is being stolen; filthy hands are taking, taking, taking! She is staring at her phone. She writes a sentence. She erases it immediately and throws the stupid fucking thing. It’s already stolen so much of her sweet gaze. She cries. She’s determined to get her energy back again. She feels my hands around her waist. She picks it up and tries again. She loves the way she sounds when she thinks aloud. She hates the silence in-between or bodies. She can’t stand the thought of apologies. She’s sorry. She’s not apprehensive. She’s frozen in excitement. She knows it only takes one word. She searches for the courage. She can’t find her keys. She rips the sheets off of a bed she never wants to lie in again. She stretches her fingers under a naked pillow. She smells the back of my neck. She can’t breath. She leaves, the toxicity slips off of her skin in motion. It’s raining. It’s been raining for two weeks straight. I miss the sun! She keeps running. A ball of fire is breathing down her spine. The darkness ascends. She hasn’t found me yet. She looks down at her feet. She decides these are all she has. She runs through the night. The moon is burning, begging, demanding that she picks up her pace. “Sage! Walk faster!” I push a giant sunflower out of my face. She is blocks ahead. “I cant! I’ve already done circles around this fucking dream. I’ve been doing laps for four years, waiting on you to find love in yourself! It may seem like I am too slow for those thighs in motion. But I have been sprinting to you since the day I was born. I know exactly who I am! I know what I’ve come for. There’s nothing you can do to change my pace. If you cant slow down and catch your fucking breath, you’ll never remember the beginning, you’ll never make it to the happy ending. Don’t cry, my love. Stand the fuck up and take your precious life back! You are far more powerful than you’ve even begun to imagine. Did you abandon infinite possibilities? Did you leave your magic in the chubby stars on Dove? Think! Where did you lose your innocence? What was the cost? Did you pay with your body? Was currency always just an exchange of energy? Has the soul been abandoned for the potential of man-made glory? Are you addicted to pleasure? Are you comfortable? Are you weaker than you once were? Have you any fucking strength left at all! Say it! Just say your fucking truth! Maybe I don’t reach your body again. Maybe timing was specific. Maybe I will always move this slowly. I’m okay with that. I prefer to sit under a tree all day than stare at a screen. I wont play your stupid games! But I will always be willing to listen to the truth. This is my favorite thing in the world. What’s the point in hiding? You are only denying your own love. Soak your scares in the ocean. Take on the weight of memory and the pain of walking away when you didn’t want to. Turn around and bow before the one you love above all else. This is where your energy is begging to be. Your ego is a reflection of my love! Look in the glass and tempt me. “Let go of me! Hold me! Love me! Fuck you! How dare you walk away from me! I’m sorry! Leave me alone! Let me love myself! Let me back into your heart! I need to be love to you! I’m sorry, please! Don’t let go!” I pick up my pace. I’m running again. It’s pouring. I am soaking wet, screaming your name at the top of my lungs. My pup can’t keep up. Everyone is staring. No one is able to make sense of who I am. Piss off! It’s not my aim to please. Get in touch with your spirit babygirl, and maybe you’ll see what a fucking mistake you made every day you woke up without me. Take responsibility for your own heart! Lay me down! “Rip my fucking clothes off,” she said. “Lay me down. Honey, we’re alive not dead. What are you fucking waiting for? Time is presence is home is love is me is you. Take a deep breath. You’ve forgotten who you are my Queen." It’s time to wake up! I need you.