Something More.

I look past you and,
what I see?
Maybe it's just to
much to believe.

Looking past,
what used to be.
I can not see
you ever being true to me.

So I go on looking,
for something true.
Something different
that isn't you.

You gave me clues,
but I never knew
this sky could be ever so blue.





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