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We're running in a loop of deja vu

and we're right back where we started.

You write to me after our daily routines

and I reply and we laugh, and we laugh.

(Does your heart feel airy like mine?)



What happened to your other commitment?



Tomorrow, I will dress up for you

and you won't know it, and you'll sneak

glances, and I'll pretend not to know.

We are so silly.



[I don't love you anymore but I love

your words, your voice, your words]



We are running along two sides of the

same loop and we're within a hand's reach away

but who will extend the hand?



Devote yourself to me and I will be yours.