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I spend time, it's true,

waiting for you.

I need to stop

before I drop.

But I need to see

the one who means so much to me.

You aren't concerned about my need

as long as your ego I feed.

Now I must depart,

Let time heal my heart.

I have much to learn,

before my return,

about my devotion,

and controlling emotion,

so it does not rule my life,

or cause you so much strife.

Do not worry if I am not around,

it will mean my sanity I have found.

I will have come to my senses,

rebuilt the broken fences

that are needed for protection

guarding my heart from rejection.