It’s been hours
or may be days
you can’t tell how much time,
that was ours
anyways.
It is less than what we needed.
We did wrong things,
we did’em right.
It’s a shame that stings,
it’s a thing that bites.
You’ve been near
laying next to me, naked.
I was staring at you, in a fear
it is all wasn’t true, faked.
Still not close enough,
not long enough.
You are never enough!
Never mine.
Painfully
we have fallen in love.
Thankfully
it was flying above.
Falling up
is a stupid thing to do
in a way that can’t be true,
so what should I do?
Who signed me up for this?
I didn’t endorse that.
Look at me, care for a kiss?
No doubt, I bet!
Fill me in on your plan.
Tell me what is going on!
No, I’m not leaving when
you’re going to put it on.
You look great!
It’s only 20 past eight.
We still have time.
You are never enough
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