An ill union this confusion
My wanderer is a flighty fusion
Afraid to test their inner depths
My lover leaves me consumed with regrets
An ill union is my conclusion
This wanderer is an unsightly illusion
Was our time together a false fantasy
To fuel ego and nourish ones vanity
There can be no more nightly intrusion
Of this ill union drenched delusion
Reality is harsh that must be embraced
Deep fears one would rather not face
The wanderer keeps wandering
While the wonderful keeps wondering
Until a humble reunion
100 days 100 confessions 