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Sunday, February 17, 2013

02.08.13

Why do I give you the time of day
If all you do is take my breath away?
Since I'm out of sight and out of mind,
Why do you still consume my time?
Your sweet gaze is so intriguing,
How can I find myself still believing?
Yeah, I'll admit, I still wish it was me.
I do still wish we could talk endlessly.
But that's not possible now.
You've changed.
I've changed.
We're different.
Yet, so much the same.