Sober, or hungover
One or the other
I’ll take a stab at writing
Something that’s too good
Not to know
And I’ve heard “I don’t know”
So
Many times
This past month
I fee like am starting to
You know,
Know
I know you have none of my answers
I know my questions have been spot on
I know my effort has been worthy
I know
As much as you do
You were my darlin’ Queen, the star of the show
Now you are someone elses princess
But you are still my Queen
The Queen of “ I don’t know”
Reconciliation
A leap of faith
Growth and Humility
Laughter and happiness
These are more than things I know
They are my unrewarded actions
Will my attraction
To you ever waver?
Will I ever return the favor?
Are we friends or does that even matter?
I wont ask these questions
Because I know the answer
And its not "no"
Homonym, not vernacular
Yes it is
You know?
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 7:32 PM UTC
Sober, or hungover
One or the other
I’ll take a stab at writing
Something that’s too good
Not to know
And I’ve heard “I don’t know”
So
Many times
This past month
I fee like am starting to
You know,
Know
I know you have none of my answers
I know my questions have been spot on
I know my effort has been worthy
I know
As much as you do
You were my darlin’ Queen, the star of the show
Now you are someone elses princess
But you are still my Queen
The Queen of “ I don’t know”
Reconciliation
A leap of faith
Growth and Humility
Laughter and happiness
These are more than things I know
They are my unrewarded actions
Will my attraction
To you ever waver?
Will I ever return the favor?
Are we friends or does that even matter?
I wont ask these questions
Because I know the answer
And its not "no"
Homonym, not vernacular
Yes it is
You know?
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