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technology season
it's what you were there for
four hours of silence
crossing counties
area codes
walking down unfamiliar hallways
knowing your not familiar
at the other end
nine weeks and there's no one
like you
nine years and no one could come close
you never heard what i was saying
but you listened more then anyone
to how loud my smile was
when we talked
because only we knew the language
between us
breaking down berriars
with an embrace of two confused hearts
that know more about nothing
then anything at all
they can keep us apart
teaching the correct english
but i've got you
coming out of my speakers
igniting a memory
and cold mornings on the way to school
become warm when i think of (skating with)
you
mismatched people
and a friend to call "forever"
they can put me into a new life
but for nine weeks
no one's been like you
