When the one thing you’re looking for is nowhere to be found and you’re backstepping all of your moves trying to figure it out. You wanna reach out, you wanna give in. Your heads wrapped around but what’s around the next bin. You wish you can find something warm cause your shivering cold. It’s the first thing you see as you open your eyes, the last thing you say as you’re saying goodbye. Something inside you is crying, driving you on.
Will the time ever come for your feet to stand still in one place and see that I really do love you?
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