The existence of what once was a bond is now disregarded.
Contriteness holds one side mentally departed.
This is the negative.
The positive has a makeshift bond to which was immediately started.
These words are useless.
Get it together, old man!
Not sure I understand what happened. If it wasn’t so hollow there’d be more to follow. Who am I kidding? The person who shares still hasn’t gotten any where. Inebriated by the dark clouds, I’d like to say I’m not there. That’s not the saddest part. Wait till the bullseye is pardoned by the dart.