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in summers there used to belong walks to the bus stop
cold nights in the occasional rain
hopeful glances to the side
years and ripped jeans have passed
now there's only being alone in a room
where their used to be love
there's repressed tears
and stabs to the heart
there's confusion and
lack of c o m m u n i c a t i o n.
jokes lingered laughs in the air
now nothings there.
i could beg if it would take me anywhere
but no words fall on deaf ears
no waves fall on blind eyes.
holding hands and being quite content alone
in the cool summers' shade
now walking alone
in the dead frozen bike paths
now watching for you coming to the door
and knowing i'm just not worth it anymore.
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Comments: 5
I had a sad thought about the same thing last night. I think when you feel that way, someone is thinking of you, or that could be wishful thinking.
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Probably wishful thinking. Sad but true.
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