
it's you not me.
well maybe it's me,
cos I've seen a lot of you
for my part, it's been clean, bright and light,
The parts of you I've seen.
Perhaps if I had had dark glasses on,
if I had squinted enough against the brightness that I see when I look at you,
then maybe, I could have seen the clearer darkness.
Maybe I would have seen you much darker.
Then, I would have choked on and swallowed the laughter.
Then, I would have listened deeply on the rise and fall of the sound of the choices of the words you chose.
Now it is what it is
Now I am lost in the thoughts I had of you.
I can't seem to connect the person I thought you are and the person I know you are.
I wish not to be this shallow,
But I'm too deep in this shit to care.
Trust me, I'm trying to fill up this deep shit
it's why I am shallow now.
so, I'm throwing everything in it.
I hope you understand.
I know you won't though.
you don't even have to.
it would defeat the purpose if you did.
It struck like a single rain drop.
Out of nowhere
Meaningless and confusing.
No effect,
Just dropping down in the vast world.
it is stupid really.
I know!!!
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