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Tryin' just to focus on the good
I'm tired of divin' for the pearls
And every dawn is another morning less
I have to wait to wake beside that girl
And I hope she's gonna be the very same
And if we're all for someone
And if we're born for someone
When will she come, that someone?
And put things in their place?
I miss what I used to have with her. I want the joy again.
Being patient, it would seem, is my only option until I can reunite with what once was mine.
when your mind’s made up
there’s no point trying to change it
when your mind’s made up
I'm making a decision now to start over with her. Someday, likely later than sooner. But someday.
Until then, I will lie awake and lie for fun, and fake the way I hold whoever I hold.
Too many sad words make for sad, sad songs.
Here's to hoping later becomes sooner.
Maybe I will find the joy in another.
I am longing to cry out, joy, where have you been?
Ah, life. Always finding ways to make things interesting for me. | | Tags: the frames, mending things, looking for hope |
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