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Time of My Life
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23 Apr 2004
It was the time of my life
But I didn't know it.
I don't feel bad, though
Because you didn't either
I've seen you around
And in that cheesy internet chat room.
But we don't talk like we used to
Just about real life that isn't ours.
We could have made it, if we tried
But we didn't, so we didn't
Don't beat yourself up over it,
It really was my fault.
When we talk I try to think about you
Screwing someone else.
Even though I'm not very comfortable with that
But then again, you never have been either.
When we don't talk anymore, I'll miss you
Just like I miss the hair on my pillow.
And you undressing me when I drank too much
Or you didn't drink enough.
You'll move away, but never leave
The apartment you rent inside me is fee
And always occupied
And always empty.
Your friends were all weird or gay or sane.
And mine didn't like you very much
But that didn't bother me
Right up until you left.
But we'll still smile to one another.
And share the things
We can't with others.
Because we had "it"
We knew what it was
And where it lived
All the "wh" questions we learned
In all the smart classes we took.
It lived in us
When we were born
But it didn't die when we did.
We held it in a cage.
Occasionally we feed it
With hints and innuendo
And promises we'll make tomorrow
For security today.
Because as long as we're alive, it is.
And as long as we're alive
You and I
Are never alone.
Your thoughts? magicmedic729@hotmail.com
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