Mirrors reflect what you haven't seen
Missing doesn't mean gone
Smiling doesn't mean happy
And happy doesn't mean whole
Lonely lips that can't seem to kiss right
Curvy lips that aren't quite missed either
Hips and a body that seem to be overlooked
Broad shoulders and strong arms that can hold so much
But little of what's held holds true meaning itself
Oh well, moving on
We are what we are
No more, certainly no less
Your attraction may be conditional
If not, mine is guaranteed to be
I am without you now
You are without me
Big picture makes no difference
If none can see it
Stupid decisions
Fueled by more
There is no end to this
Only possibility of replacements
Which get boring with time
Grow tired
Get annoyed
Expectations grow and grow
Hopefully we'll find what it is we're looking for
No stone unturned,
Every path lit up
Making as many mistakes as possible along the way
One of these days we'll wake up
Probably not soon
But we're searching
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