both of us in a fog
distant, muggy, so unclear
yet there [and here] all at once
seemingly all together
but does that really mean we are?
we're in our own little worlds
passing each other in our own
our own little heaven we've created
just for the two of us
but we [as one] go through so inconsistently
but does it mean we're really as distant
as it appears?
[from each other and everyone else]
or do we just want the other
to think such things
do we even know
what's going on in the world today?
or do we just think we do...
what do we know?
Author notes
not really all that true. just an exaggeration of false/uneasy emotions.
Please tell me what you think
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I LOVE that last little stanza, me and some friends were talking about that this afternoon..
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