My partner—what has happened to you and me?

My thoughts keep buffering; I can’t quite think.

My thoughts load in circles, spinning back on me:

Work! I click our link and watch it only blink.

It once was easy—mainframe-safe—just a game;

We laughed past cracks spreading on our display.

Now every glitch asks again, “Who’s to blame?”

And blame is easy, still it pulls us astray.

But in fear, distance grew—I want us still to heal:

Let’s stop keeping score by loss or win;

Let’s ask if what we hold is truly real—

Are we hand in hand, or only plugged in?

My love—let me not be a game to you;

For though I’m afraid, my hand reaches for you.

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Lagging love is not fixed through force. It’s reconnected through hope, patience, and prayer.

“Not lagging in diligence, fervent in spirit, serving the Lord; rejoicing in hope, patient in tribulation, continuing steadfastly in prayer;” — ‭‭Romans‬ ‭12‬:‭11‬-‭12‬ ‭NKJV‬‬