A forever measured in months Heartbreak heals on its own time Everyday I thought about her And everyday she thought about me Confused in her own little world About what the status of us would be
Love has a dark sense of humor I went from being tossed away like trash To being reclaimed like a lottery ticket blown away By the winds of unpredictability
I love her She loves me I hope she can get it together this time I want to be with her until I am no more Many nights I dreamed about the love of my life Walking back through that door
*So Sweet* ... yet it has the flavor of melancholy unpredictability.
But it's kool ... cuz if it's meant to be: "IT WILL HAPPEN!" --
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
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