Waiting
Waiting for you to come back from your imagination.
It hurts to see you so sad and blanked out.
The place where both our minds colide is going out of it.
Your sad I am sad.
Me and you both look down, and say I'm sorry.
But your not.
Your lonely your sad and you can't do anything about it.
The world is quiet the rain falls and you can't do a thing about it.
Tilt your head back up...
I'm here and you know it!
...Please...I'm waiting...
Waiting for your heart to recognize me and yourself...
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