Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Guilt

What am I to do with You?
When you're convinced things are over
And a long day is gone forever
Nobody left to rely on in my world

A short silence interrupted
Your call, weak and static
You tell me new things
That I thought I'd be more happier to hear

Again you leave abruptly
I'm more confused than before
Is it all a dream, a cheap ploy
To get me back where I was, with you?

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