Rhythm

I move in my own rhythm;

Keep to my own time;

Switch beats and I loose my mind.

Breaks are useful for relaxing;

Let weary minds reset;

But a complete track change I partially regret.

Talked practically every day;

Got into the swing of things;

Then I lost contact and readjusting stings.

It's been exploring new places;

Loved seeing what once to me was unknown;

But the weight of the change still rattles my bones.

Nonetheless I love the anticipation;

Ecstatic to reunite with those I left;

Stories I'll bring back to share;

They're sure to cause laughs, if share I dare.