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Maybe it's later, maybe it's now,

Maybe I want to cry, not knowing how.



Maybe I'm special, maybe I'm not,

Maybe I'm the memory you somehow forgot.



Maybe I miss you, maybe I don't,

Maybe I love you, maybe I won't.



Maybe I'll catch myself, maybe I'll fall,

Maybe I'll hate you, or feel nothing at all.



Maybe I see you, maybe I'm blind,

Maybe I see us, two bodies entwined.



Through all the "maybe", I know one thing for sure.

If I have an illness, you are the cure.