something that i like doing, maybe even the most in the world, makes you turn your head so far away,

i did something, made something with you in mind,
nothing special, just a you and me only getting, thing,
but after a good think,
i wont ever give you it,
because its something that will make me smile by giving it to you, and you smiling,
wont actually happen.

i'm pretty sure i'll get rid of it,

because, what good is it with me, if its not with you?

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i thought about you the other day,
i used to do it all the time

but well its become a lot less frequent as of late,

i was having a coffee with someone,
and by having a coffee i mean, i dont mean that at all as i dont drink coffee, i was sitting in a social coffee place, having a usual drink

and i had a little ponder about you,
my brain told me to make a statement, say something, about what i was thinking,
yet my mouth didnt do as instructed, and i said something completely different
what i meant to say, was something along the lines of

"something something something something something, something something i really miss you"

and i do,
but thats kinda like the end of the sentence.

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the very same thing that makes you bitter?

i think i did well with the two days i was given, had to spend it with two people,

just because i believe,

believe that they would do the same

i'm in neither situation of you or you,

so frig knows

you said to me the other day that you feel like i'm the only friend you've got at the moment,

well if that isn't a clear sign then i dont know what is

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tomorrow, a well deserved dissapearing act

whats the best thing about you?

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what i'd really like is for you to be there, at some point, once, sometime, on an occasion

because you've told me you know

you told me many things

but you don't tell me anything

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because at the end of the day it's nighttime

and its all about me and you(s)

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