This Time

October 12, 2011
Things are different this tI'me,
nothing is the same as before,
I was stupid enough to believe it would be.
After All you are in the house,
and I'm outside of it,
why does it have to be this way,
my friend?
Everything seems so fake,
so unrealistic,
so uncomfortable,
so forced,
so wrong,
then it did before.
Why do I force it to be the same?
Why do I want it to be the same,
so badly?
Is it because you were all I knew,
All I still know,
and now that leaves me with nothing?
Or,
Is it for some reason to yet show itself?
Things are different this tI'me,
nothing is the same as before,
I was stupid enough to believe that it would be.





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