Letting go
Something that I don’t know
I never completely clear my head
When I’m just about ready for bed
There are things that I could never clear
Like those many times we’ve been near
Letting go
Something I should know
I can’t stop my fingers, when I shouldn’t hit the send key
And when you don’t respond right away, I can’t see
You are over me, by now
Yet I still find reasons, to bother you somehow
Letting go
Something, I will know
So, pardon my desperation
I’m not sure why I can’t handle the separation
I will do my best to stop, (if it bothers you)
I will do my best to the that dream bubble pop, (if you want me to)
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wow. I totally know how that goes. It's hard. I love it when you talk about pressing the send key. It's a really nice poem.
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