There one minute, gone another.
I reach out,
Where your hand should be, I feel air.
Hours spent, wasting my time.
Are you here, or are you there?
Caring seems so foolish,
It's a rose.
Beautiful one moment, until you realize it's thorns.
Avoid it as best as I can,
But I'm being pulled against my will.
Where will we end up?
I'm getting tired of these games,
Mixed signals and signs,
Friend or Foe, I want to know.
Where have you gone?
Are you coming back?
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