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just different

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Having to forget you is a misconception. I understand that things happen and these things we often have no control over. Consequence. Watching the boat leave it's pier is one of the most beautiful things. My honest opinion. The beginning of new experience. The sensation of watching the odds disperse wave after wave. Love happens. It hurts a bit. Being gone so long. Docking other places, under different lights. Finding that every city has a different sound. A different smell. It hurts knowing that you've docked somewhere new. The same flow of emotion parted by the hull of your coming. A new home. A new place to rest your fears. It takes courage to open up. Thick ropes tied in knots. An ever changing world. More advances made in the world of travel. How we get from point A to B. It doesn't mean that I don't miss you. Leaving my rope on the dock of the harbor. Free to come and go as you please. Having to watch my boat sail away. The chance of knowing you may never return. The same intimacy we shared given to someone else. It's the same understanding that hurts tenfold. Knowing these changes must be made in order to progress. Going out on the town to find myself back here waiting for your return. Relating to the tears of the ocean. A new experience we both separately share. The nights spent alone in wait. The pier lined up with different ships and boats. None of which are never you. It's impossible not to miss you. Holding on to your beauty, grace. Waiting for my ship to return. Knowing that it will never happen