Justified how to use my time, was it mine to wait and stand in line? I don't know much about, blinding signs in the form of smoke signals, billowing above the trees at night, was the force from an incredible source, intellect so highly advanced I never stood a chance
I don't claim to know, but I'm certain that it was said, it was always hauntingly cold in your bed. All I wanted was a space to rest my head, for peace of mind whilst you hold my place in line, a soft copy of time to defragment my mind, it's what I meant, but as I suspect, my requests remained unmet.
The look in your eyes was like a lighthouse in the night, I was always within your sights. As it shimmers waves of saturated light, visible now with the gift of hindsight. I can't sustain a continuous war, explaining why I should feel any desire to defend myself while you conspire new ways to stoke the fire.
It's like I always said, I am forever moving ahead. But I shall not repent for accusations that were said, I am the only man who occupies a space in my head, having already addressed mistakes I made. I am not at all above the rest, certainly not the best of the best. But one thing I know for sure, proclaiming to have a high IQ doesn’t make me or any other lesser than you.
It never ceases to amaze me how dawn shines light over reality. I need my fix for a little tenderness and a kiss, I’ve never been able to ascertain such a state of bliss, so just the same as before I join the line waiting furthermore, for the one I can adore, available to return the love as opposed to keeping score. My love is worth so much more.
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