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California Gold.

The most Distance makes the heart grow fonder. What if, separation being distant made us grow fonder? Maybe
we fell too deep in love we didn’t know what to do in the end, our end.
beautiful A fatal goodbye to that shocking hello. After a long battle, the grass finally grew thin and we
decided to call a truce. Those few days, the confusion, the questions. I looked at you and it was
as though we were back in love.
things are
But it was just for a while, and time did fly bye. At the end of it all, our words were tied to our
distant, like; hearts and none of us could utter what we truly felt. And now, we walk away with words unsaid.

My California gold, as you walk towards the sunset, I cannot do more than hold those moments
the stars in we shared as memories. I will always look at the sun and say a silent thank you. I miss you, but
I only wish you happiness in whatever distant form it comes by.
the sky, the

full moon on

an open field

at night, the

sun we barely

see.

Acrylic on Canvas
i: 24’ by 36’
2019