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I swear it was like magic

For a few simple days

I felt gone in a daze

Caught up by nothing but us

And when I most wanted

You walked in I could be, again

And for that time I was perfect

Perfect for absolutely nothing

And it felt good to be

Lost in countless glaze framed dazes

Of nothing but our days

Together and not for a few days

And I wouldn’t want it any other way

With simplicity it was simple to be

Just sit and be over and over and over

As I secretly count the minutes from start

As I prayed to God that time would freeze

While I slept close to you

And my days and nights would be still

And I’d be there still

And we’d be together still

Still I couldn’t pray hard enough

For minutes and seconds have their own god

And he never answers prayers by me

Because every time I’m there

They keep multiplying into the next day

Until I have to stop counting

And magic moments become so few

So I hope again that maybe my eyes won’t open

And then I wouldn’t have to leave

And I could be perfect for absolutely nothing again.



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