these days, you'll find in my eye - a cynical knowing look
when time trickles to the beat of each head bobbing moment
a blink, a wink and i'm nowhere to be found
you ask where my travels have taken me
when its to your doorstep i've been heading all along
and it's not what you've been waiting for
and it's not like something you haven't had before
but it's what i give
it's what you can take from me
it's me knowing what i'm doing
and all you have to do is believe me
and this knowing look in my eye
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the next posts tho few and far between might help answer that :)
this is the part where i say, "give it up already! it's never going to work!" but that's the wisdom of hindsight talking.
i'm glad we met when we did. :)
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