Sometimes when I'm sleeping
I dream of you
and sometimes when you look at me,
I look away
It doesn't mean that I don't care
or that I'm lost in thought
without you.
It's just…
I'd miss you too much
if I let myself care
too, too, too much
I'd live in despair
And I would cry.
I might even die.
For you,
I would lie
to my mother,
my friends
But lies…
are where it all ends
So I'd rather look away
from your hugs and your kisses
don't let your friends tell you
that when she dismisses
the touch of your hand,
or the way of your flow
it's for the best
I hope that you know
Last night I thought of you
and I smiled
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Okay. This one is sort of uncool. I have to read it right for it to flow right and I can't read it right because I don't remember how I wrote it. Sad, isn't it?
Let me re-read... Maybe I'll get the jist of it.
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