Traffic Jam

You're a part of me that will never die
Cause this feeling never fades, even with time
Countless miles between us but I feel closer than ever
Replaying memories of almost together
I'm chasing lips that were never mine to start
On a dead end road, destination: "broken heart"
You're a path to nowhere, but if that's true
Then why am I always led straight back to you?
You're my true north but the traffic's stopped dead
Stuck in this jam with these thoughts in my head

This poem is about: 
Me

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