you sit down
without a word
just like i wasn't even here
and it's just as if
we never kissed
we never touched
we never even fucking spoke
and you don't say a word to me
nor i to you
and i start to wonder
exactly who's ignoring who
and is it pride that holds us back
or pain or fear or just regret
and a desire to forget
that we ever kissed
that we ever touched
that we ever even spoke...
and i know i should move on
but it's so damn hard
with you right there
so close yet far
just like i wasn't even here. |
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