Wanting, waiting, wandering away
While I leave you hanging, refusing to stay
Refusing to say
With this shattered & twisted broken dreams of yours
That leave me hanging for the truth of all
Wishing, willingly, passing me by
Awkwardly I stood, falling behind
Falling away, with these ghosts of yesterdays
That kept me haunting, calling me today
But I never should have ever
Wanted you to know,
And I never could have ever
Have missed you the most
But then again,
Maybe, I don't know
At the end of the day,
What we're both searching for.
-written on September 2007
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