there's the door
you showed me
with your words
there it is
and here i am
waiting
for you
to say you're
only kidding
to say you're
gonna be okay
to you're
fine with me
here
and not
without me
but the
cycle continues
and
never stops
they say
they talk
too much
and i don't like them
but they are
after all
your best friends
and i was just
your closest
do you think
that perhaps
i got
too close?
do you think
just perhaps
i cared
too much?
do you think
just perhaps
you'll be fine
without me?
do you think
i've thought of everything?
'cause
i haven't
no
i haven't
got a clue
and all i would give
just to let you know
how much i'd give
for you
is cut
by your chance
to sever the ties
and be free
from guys
like him
like him
like him
like me
and that
is much more
important
than moonlight
Monday, October 25, 2010
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