New Fix

Riddles and rhymes

Rumors and lies

Through the slow pace of time

It all comes from one place

Misunderstandings and misleading assumptions

Things read to far into, or not far enough

Feelings without any anticipations

At some point we’ll have to accept it

The undeniable outcome that we await

Soon we will have to leave this place

Let our last shared fantasies escape

Let time move on and grow the space

No more late nights pretending

No more faking just to waste our energy

Let the attraction die before it becomes something more

Is this our bittersweet strategy?

Get close enough to touch but, pull away too soon,

Too soon to see where this will go

One last time, just for a moment

One last memory to hold us over,

Before we find our next poison

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