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and i am just as confused maybe even more from the first day i met you.
beautiful people come and go.
or do they?
seeing someone for maybe 5 times or less, and you consider them something more than you've ever imagined.
a close friend.
though far.
"oh, i love you, i swear i love you!" the girl shouts.
but her actions differ.
the boy blindly follows her in the path which she creates for him, not one of his own.
she leads him up to a path of lions, ready to devour.
rush, rush.
the boy didn't see it coming.
no, not at all.
there's a confused girl somewhere on this way, finding herself.
or more so, doing nothing.
casual.
loves is such a confusing word.
and that, she, i, we, them, us, together, are all confusing.
stale cigarettes are filling up my car.
phoenix is dead.
phoenix will live on in our dreams, though.
rain, rain, pour down the drain.
but, the drain is clogged up with useless particles.
hair, plastic, ceramic, glass.
hey, friend.
you're closer than we both thought.