Gone

Hot tears and surging emotions

Locking eyes with a stranger in the midst of commotion

Feigning disinterest as she drifts away with the ocean

Why do I do this?

This must be what’s called lunacy

Frantically shoving through crowds

Searching for you and me

Opportunity lost

Consoling to think that you are

Fighting the tide just as hard

For the sake of a bashful fellow

You saw right through my facade

And although we both know the truth

Time waits for no love

We have drifted too far apart

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