don’t you think. of me. when you are alone?
to know this wasted life. of yours.
could mean less to you. then me.
i’m sorry it got so insane.
i’m sorry you forgot to quit.
while you were behind.
and there he was.
all dressed up.
he smiled.
and he said, “wait here.”
“and i’ll come back for you.”
as if i hadn’t heard that before.
a mindless game. found you apathetic.
but i’m still the only thing. that makes you tick.
we won’t talk. cause we don’t have to.
we won’t talk. not of this.
we won’t talk. cause i don’t want to.
and what i say. needs to go with out saying.
i know. i’m a complication.
all dressed up.
smiling at you.
“wait here.”
“but i won’t be coming back.”
as if you’ve heard that one before.
theres nothing like a catch. before you fall.
but you never tried.
and i’m still at the top.
looking past my feet. to get to you.
and you might stare.
you might smile.
but you never said, “wait here”
and somehow.
i’m still here.




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