You pushed me to the end
The circumference lost its flow
While I got busy trying to mend
You still state you don’t know
I tried giving my love
Love, kiddish yet pure
I was your loneliness’ sub
Of love you were unsure
Restrictions there were none
Didn’t know about your feelings though
For me, you were the one
While I seemed like a schmo
Don’t worry, I’ll be normal
Be happy and then do fine
You find time and retrospect
Your loss or mine?
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