so we run repeatedly go through the motions never actually there and you arrive at my door three in the moring my heart slips awkward i guess i'm deceiving myself assumed i really did love you till you arrived and love fell uncomfortably into my lap was it really there? i sighed, shut the door irreverent it mattered no longer you'd arrived and my heart took flight so i watched you soar effortlessly through the sky felt the pretenses return as you slipped on the moon the ache in my heart grew and i longed for you once again we'll go through the motions of deception once more as you flee as you arrive at my door i'll take the awkward pretenses and toss them aside but i'm begging you, please, until dawn arrives, to knock a little harder.....Birth sign: Aquarius
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